Kevin,

We received your flight information for Thanksgiving, and I wanted to write you to confirm where and when I will pick you up at the airport so that we can avoid a repeat of last year’s fiasco. I will arrive at Oakland at approximately 1:30 pm. I will then proceed to drive in front of the terminal, and I expect you to be waiting out there for me. If I do not see you, I will drive around again. I am not going to pay exorbitant parking fees only to wander around a very crowded airport looking for you.

If you don’t see me, find a payphone and call my cell phone. I will give you further instructions if necessary. Be sure to bring up whatever cds you need to fix our computer, since we’re not flying you up just so you can eat turkey and watch football. I expect you to get our computer working before you start partying with your buddies. Speaking of your buddies, thank Geoff for taking care of the house while your mother and I were in Japan. He devoured all the food in the house like the locust that he is, but that was no more than we were expecting. Considering that we would have had to pay one of the neighborhood kids to do the same, it was an acceptable trade-off. Your mother wants me to remind you to keep your nose to the grindstone, but I think if you need reminding, you’re fucked anyway. Don’t do anything stupid like say the word "bomb" at the airport. I’d hate to have to come down to Southern California to bail your turnips-for-brains butt out of jail.

Dad