One weekend, instead of grilling or mowing the lawn, boomer dad took his famous youtube personality son with him to the cabin.
It's at the edge of the forest, by a little river.
Boomer dad cracks open a white monster energy drink.
The son was supposed to do a livestream on his youtube channel, really critical stuff.
So he says to the dad "I hate being without the internet. How am I supposed to stream dad?"
The dad takes a sip of his white monster energy drink and thinks for a second.
"There's a nice little stream right here son" he says, pointing to the river and fly fishing.
"You don't understand what I mean dad. I was going to play a match of Quake against another famous youtuber."
Boomer dad scans the utterance for a word that he understands.
"There was an earthquake here once, the hopi indians say"
"That has nothing to do with anything dad. Stop whittling a lawnmower and listen: This stream would've been a great opportunity for me to get on the front page of youtube."
"You're right son" says Boomer Dad and just buys a lawnmower instead with some of the excess cash he has lying around.