It's Father's Day. Call your dad.

Tell him you're so happy that he wasn't like Steve Rannazzisi's character in Daddy Knows Best. Tell him you're happy he never dropped trou at game night, or put you in a shark tank, or lost you in a park. (Okay, maybe your dad DID lose you in a park once but it was only for a minute!)

To my own dad: Thanks for being you, dad. Thanks for showing up at all my junior high basketball games and stressing out about my poor free-throw percentage. Thanks for always slipping one of those Home Run pies into my lunchbox. Thanks for driving me to Sacramento so I could go to a Star Trek convention. And even though there might be a lot of people in the world that look like you, dad, nothing beats the real thing. Love you, man.