 I was in a weird, like, spelling bees debate. Now, here's the thing. My dad would show up at my events and treat them as if they were athletic events. First of all, you can't cheer for no kid at a spelling bee. It's a spelling bee. It's quiet. I'm focused. I'm in the middle of spelling a very difficult word. My dad shows up late, busts through the back door, high as hell, making coquette noises, all right? Once again, I cannot make this up, all right? This is all I heard. I'm in the middle of spelling some... Out of nowhere, all I heard was, "'All right, all right, all right.'"