Well, I assume most of you that read my blog know who my Dad is, so this should be fun for you!!! I spend a lot of time at my friends house but what some of you might now know is that I actually live with my my Dad and my Uncle (during the week). It is fricken hilarious. There used to be another guy that lived here too. My dads friend used to stay in the room downstairs so I literally live in a frat house. Except the "frat boys" are actually in their 50's and go to bed by 9:30 every night. And they only stay up until 9:30 because that is when Just For Laugh: Gags comes on and they can't miss that. One time I was in the kitchen and I could hear my dad trying to search something on the TV... he was like, "Scott! How do you spell Chicago??" My uncle Scott scoffed and said "I don't know? C-h-i-g -- wait no. Oh I don't know...definitely starts with a C-h though..." and as this whole scenario was going on I was emptying the dishwasher (10 minute...