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Son #2 had another tae kwon do tournament. Another win, this time qualifiying him for an invitation to compete in Germany next year. Since my ex plans on taking all three kids to Europe for a month in the Summer of 2005 anyway, it might work out well. And I won't get started on how she can afford a trip like that...

After the tournament I drove into Vancouver and took my father out for dinner. He turned 66 on the 18th, which means that in 1979 he was the same age I am now.

As I've mentioned before, I have an uncomfortable relationship with my father so once we got past exchanging weather observations and health updates our time together was mostly spent in silence as the Delphonics crooned on the car stereo and we drove through Stanley Park.

If I had to distill my feelings towards my father down into one word I think that word would be...conflicted.