This morning I called my father and asked him if he'd like to run an errand for me (isn't it great when our parents get old enough that they enjoy doing errands for us!). I asked him if he'd pick up a 4"x4"x8' treated lumber post for me - I need to cut some braces for my new deck, which is 8' off the ground and needs a little bracing to reduce some minor lateral sway. I told him to just leave the receipt at my house, so I'll know how much to make a check out for him.
So, about a half hour ago my father calls me on the cell phone.
He says, "I just wanted to let you know that I got that post. It's heavy, but its not free."
[Pause] "What?"
And he says it again, "It's heavy, but it's not free."
I said, "Well, I know that!"
Now I hear laughter in the background - Mom is splitting a gut.
And then my father says, "No. I mean its knott-free. It doesn't have any knotts in it."
And now we are all laughing.
-This moment of levity was brought to you by Dave's Dad.
