When I saw my dad on Easter he immediately asked me if I'd watched SNL the night before. He said there was a sketch that he knew I'd love. I watched it when I got home mostly because I wanted to see how well my dad really knows me.
Um, turns out, pretty damn well.
This sketch made me cry. Weep. Nice work, Dad.
He was also right about this new boy band One Direction. He said they were actually pretty decent. And they totally were. Not only talented, but eminently watchable. I usually zip right through the music segment on my DVR, but these guys were fascinating. If I was 14 I'd probably already have posters of them covering my walls. Since I'm 33, I'll settle for one, slightly creepy poster in my closet. Happy Tuesday!