"Question Time with Todd!"
Hey, if the Bush Administration can make up press releases so can I, damn it.
Here's a question that was e-mailed to me at my personal e-mail address: todd.tobin.ctr@edwards.af.mil feel free to write me if you either have a question or just wanna call "Bullshit!" on what I have to say. Either way, I'll write you back as soon as I can... now, on to the fun!
Q.) "Todd, what kind of family were you raised in, and are they funny as well?"
A.) Well, I was raised in what I like to call a unique family, with a wide variety of people in it. I was born and raised an Episcopal (Catholic-Lite, for those that know) and was an Acolyte (That's an Altar Boy to Catholics) for nearly ten years. I think that in the end, I only participated in the church for two reasons:
a.) The Pews were made from a really hard wood that seemed to never warm up, no matter how long you sat on them, and made your ass hurt since they didn't believe in the miracle that is seat-cushions in the Episcopal faith, and the Acolytes got to sit on the nice, padded chairs behind the altar and got all the church-wafers we could choke down after Mass.
b.) All of the cool cartoons were on during Saturday mornings... remember, this was before Cartoon Network, folks.
That pretty much ended when my Parents converted to Judaism when I was in High School, though... and they were pretty sneaky about their conversion, too. All they told us was that they had a "Meeting" during the week, and would disappear for a couple hours and come back later in the evening. For a while, I thought my parents were going to an odd couple's version of Alcoholics Anonymous. Then one day, they told us that we didn't have to go to church anymore, which I was immediately happy to hear... and then they told us why: They were Jews now, so they really didn't care if we went.
My parents are two of the funniest people that I know, since their senses of humor are so biting, sarcastic and dry, and laced with a very intellectual view of the world that it's infectious. Of course, it doesn't hurt that they're both teachers; Mom is a High School teacher, and Bob is a Psychologist who teaches at the local community college. If they were stupid, that would be a damn shame... so I guess all those college loans were good for something after all. I'm glad that I can talk to my parents about anything, from sex to philosophy, and they always have something interesting to say... for instance, I went over to my parents house last Friday, and I ended up talking to Bob for about two hours, and then my Mom came home, and I talked to both of them for another half-hour or so before I had to go home.
You wouldn't know it, but when I was a kid, when my Mom first hooked up with Bob, Bob and I were at each others throats on a fairly constant basis, which I think is one of the main reasons that we get along so well now. It's kind of like having two Kung Fu Masters from a 1970's chop-socky flick beating the shit out of each other, and they both end up being best friends based off of the mutual understanding that they can't seem to kill each other, not matter how hard they tried.
My step-brother Seth, on the other hand, is a real trip... I would tell you something witty and avuncular about him, but I think that I'll save that for another time. Same thing with my step-sister Allison, my sister Jennifer and my dog Solomon... I don't have enough time to write all of the funny stories that're popping up in my mind.
Basically, my upbringing was a sitcom... now, just for nostalgia, here's a picture of me taken during in High School (It's from 11 years ago, so prepare for laughter!).
Here's a question that was e-mailed to me at my personal e-mail address: todd.tobin.ctr@edwards.af.mil feel free to write me if you either have a question or just wanna call "Bullshit!" on what I have to say. Either way, I'll write you back as soon as I can... now, on to the fun!
Q.) "Todd, what kind of family were you raised in, and are they funny as well?"
A.) Well, I was raised in what I like to call a unique family, with a wide variety of people in it. I was born and raised an Episcopal (Catholic-Lite, for those that know) and was an Acolyte (That's an Altar Boy to Catholics) for nearly ten years. I think that in the end, I only participated in the church for two reasons:
a.) The Pews were made from a really hard wood that seemed to never warm up, no matter how long you sat on them, and made your ass hurt since they didn't believe in the miracle that is seat-cushions in the Episcopal faith, and the Acolytes got to sit on the nice, padded chairs behind the altar and got all the church-wafers we could choke down after Mass.
b.) All of the cool cartoons were on during Saturday mornings... remember, this was before Cartoon Network, folks.
That pretty much ended when my Parents converted to Judaism when I was in High School, though... and they were pretty sneaky about their conversion, too. All they told us was that they had a "Meeting" during the week, and would disappear for a couple hours and come back later in the evening. For a while, I thought my parents were going to an odd couple's version of Alcoholics Anonymous. Then one day, they told us that we didn't have to go to church anymore, which I was immediately happy to hear... and then they told us why: They were Jews now, so they really didn't care if we went.
My parents are two of the funniest people that I know, since their senses of humor are so biting, sarcastic and dry, and laced with a very intellectual view of the world that it's infectious. Of course, it doesn't hurt that they're both teachers; Mom is a High School teacher, and Bob is a Psychologist who teaches at the local community college. If they were stupid, that would be a damn shame... so I guess all those college loans were good for something after all. I'm glad that I can talk to my parents about anything, from sex to philosophy, and they always have something interesting to say... for instance, I went over to my parents house last Friday, and I ended up talking to Bob for about two hours, and then my Mom came home, and I talked to both of them for another half-hour or so before I had to go home.
You wouldn't know it, but when I was a kid, when my Mom first hooked up with Bob, Bob and I were at each others throats on a fairly constant basis, which I think is one of the main reasons that we get along so well now. It's kind of like having two Kung Fu Masters from a 1970's chop-socky flick beating the shit out of each other, and they both end up being best friends based off of the mutual understanding that they can't seem to kill each other, not matter how hard they tried.
My step-brother Seth, on the other hand, is a real trip... I would tell you something witty and avuncular about him, but I think that I'll save that for another time. Same thing with my step-sister Allison, my sister Jennifer and my dog Solomon... I don't have enough time to write all of the funny stories that're popping up in my mind.
Basically, my upbringing was a sitcom... now, just for nostalgia, here's a picture of me taken during in High School (It's from 11 years ago, so prepare for laughter!).
Man, I look like a fuckin' Japanese Anime character... sheesh.
Enjoy!
posted by Todd Tobin at 12:10 PM
3 Comments:
Hey Todd...enjoy the blog...nice to know you're there!
:-) t
Shut up! Love thie pic from the olden days. Quick question: What the hell were you doing? Are you scrapbooking?
Scrap-booking? Are you fucking insane?! Do I look like a guy that scrap-books?!
... Okay, so I scrap-book, but I wasn't scrap-booking at the time of the photo... don't tell anyone.
I believe that this is a photo of me at my 18th Birthday, just a few months before I went to Navy Boot Camp in Great Lakes, Great Mistakes, Ill.
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