Happy Birthday greeting

It’s my father’s birthday tomorrow. I won’t say how old, but not very old, considering what a dinosaur I already am. He likes reading this blog quite a lot, so I thought I’d give him a surprise. (He may even show up at the OOO meeting in Atlanta; he was reading Bogost almost as long ago as he was reading me.)

I’m also surely the only person in continental philosophy whose father belongs to the IOWA ROCK AND ROLL HALL OF FAME.

One thing we’ve gotten into doing in recent years is meeting each other abroad and traveling, though it’s been a couple of years since the last one. Hard to pick a best-ever of the 5 or 6 trips we’ve done, but Portugal would have to be near the top of the list, and we also spent a nice day in Andorra once.

Andorra’s a really odd place, by the way. It’s part ski resort, part isolated valley, part duty free shop. We saw lots of guns and cigarettes for sale, after driving up from Barcelona for the day. That was another nice trip, actually: the Barcelona/Venice trip.