So here's something odd. I get home from band practice tonight and my dad is waiting. He hands me a list and says "Go to Wal*Mart. We need this stuff tonight." So I look the list over, and ask questions, but he gives me no good answers. So I shop, and return. Now, the background: I live with my dad. It's only the two of us here, and we have company maybe three times a month. And by company, I don't mean a group, I mean one, maybe two other people. My dad has never hosted a gathering at his house in my life. So why, exactly, did he INSIST that I buy these?