I have been sitting on this story for the past few days wondering if it was a good idea to share with you all how crazy my family truly is. And then I figured if I have not scared you off yet, this one will entertain you.
The players:
Gram: my mom
Zaidie: my dad
Danny: my son
Gary: my husband
Me: me
(phone rings)
Me: Hello
Gram: Hi. Hey do you know what Steely Dan is.
Me: Sure, mom, it’s a band
Gram: No, I know it is a band. We were just listening to them. But do you know where the name came from.
Me: Um, no. Gary, do you know where the name Steely Dan came from?
Gary: (funny grin, then makes the universal hand signal for a boner)
Me: Really?! Ok, mom, Gary says it’s a boner.
Gram: A boner, nope. Dad said it is a metal dildo.
Ok, so let me interject here for a minute. My mom is 78! And she has always been rather proper. So I am going to say it is a safe bet that I have never heard her say ‘dildo’ before. Surely not ‘metal dildo’ (ouch, BTW)
Danny: (from downstairs) WHAT are you guys talking about?!
Me: Zaidie says that a Steely Dan is a metal dildo but Dad says it is a boner.
Danny: Oh Jeez!
Me: Danny, can you google it please.
a moment passes and then…
Danny: Hey Zaidie was right, it is a metal dildo. Sometimes 2-headed. Ew, I cannot believe I am having this conversation with my parents and grandparents (I believe that was paraphrased)
Seriously, don’t you think that hearing your 17-year-old son say, “Zaidie was right, it’s a metal dildo.” is somehow crossing the line?
Yeh, well, it will all come out on the couch.
FYI, here are may favorite definitions from urbandictionary. com:
1) proper name of a steam powered dildo from the novel Naked Lunch by William S. Burroughs.
STEAM POWERED?!! ouch! and this one:
2) A Massive Metal dildo, sometimes double-headed.
Yeh, well that will surely fuel a nice little therapy session for my son in his future.
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i could cry but i don't have time 
Who knew? Thanks Zaidie. Now, how did your parents get into the Steely Dan conversation to begin with, that’s what I want to know!
LOL! Please thank your mom for the morning education! I think that I’ll never look at another Steely Dan album cover the same way!
The best part of hearing about your family is that now mine doesn’t seem so abnormal! Glad to know there are others out there that “comfortably” cross the generation gap! Actually there will be less couch time, because everything has already been said out in the open!
I cannot believe the Magnet for the Absurd did not know where Steely Dan got its name – nor her husband. And this is the woman who writes about penises?! Oh the shame.
I know. why do you think I was hemming and hawing about writing this post? Oh, because it was inappropriate?
Nah!
I agree with J….You and your husband should be left back a year in Rock and Roll College!! Oh the shame
surely losing all privileges for laminates now, huh?
(no, not dental laminates, concert ones!)
LOL – can’t scare me with this stuff! Relieved to know this goes on elsewhere – our family get togethers are insane as well. Wish I had chronicled them!
this could be why my son does not want to invite his griflend for dinner
Wow, I had no idea. Which is how I should’ve kept it….
Seriously, funny family!
I just don’t know what to say. Knowledgeable family you got there.
oh yeh. holidays are always very educational!
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