After my mother comparing me to Snoopy vs the RedBaron, after Google offering advertisement for "areYouASlackerMom", Tommy, my father in law decides to pile it on.
He calls me "DJ Dr Snoopy". Nathalie and I have had a good laugh over this DJ Dr Snoopy thing, it is so... un-DJ like. What do I have to do to get some RESPECT.
Well right now I feel more like Charlie Brown than I feel like Snoopy.
I am an artiste, gad damn it, an artiste.