So, those of you who know me know that I have some small obsessions in my life, most of which are pretty strange and allow some soft spots in my otherwise impenetrable fortress of good looks, charm and wit. Among these idiosyncrasies is one that seems to come up time and again - Dad Fashion.
If you're lucky enough, as I am, to have a dad who portrays most of even all of these qualities, it makes this post funny. If not, I apologize in advance and you should come back in a couple days for a new post.
So here it is - my Dad Fashion checklist. Suggestions for additions encouraged.
__White sneakers __Light-colored jeans pulled up a bit too high (above-the-knee khaki shorts in the summer) __Tube socks (crew socks also acceptable, though they have to be pulled up) __Collared shirt tucked into pants __Very plain black or brown leather belt __Cell phone holster clipped to belt __Hoodless sweatshirt __Jacket of a sports team and/or restaurant (bonus points for sports-themed restaurant) __Baseball hat (which was probably free) __Thinning hair __Just-a-mustache __Prescription sunglasses __Maps __Handkerchief (for blowing nose really loudly in public places) __Chunky, waterproof multi-purpose watch with compass, thermometer, etc
"You drank yourself into slow-mo Made an angel in the snow Anything to pass the time."
- "Clementine" by Elliot Smith (from Elliot Smith)
So last weekend I took a nice little bike ride through parts of Fairmount Park, the huge park around the Schuykill River. It was a gorgeous day and I caught some of the sunset over the river, too. Also finally got to check out the Laurel Hill Cemetary, though it was from outside the fence because it closed before I got my ass up there.
So today, in case you didn't know, is supposed to be another one of those magical holidays made up by Hallmark and flower companies in order to make a buck, like Arbor Day and Mom's birthday.
But you know what? Fuck that. Today is Van Halentine's Day.
Oh and PS, this is post 250. Thanks, everyone, for sticking around!
"I live my life like there's no tomorrow, And all I've got I had to steal. Least I don't need to beg or borrow, Yes, I'm living at a pace that kills"
- "Runnin With The Devil" by Van Halen (from Van Halen)
So on Friday night, Drew and I finally commenced with Operation Joonbo Drop. (Yea, I didn't remember Leary being in that movie, either.) For more history, check out Drew's blog.
The quick history is that Drew and Michelle got two snapping turtles a few years ago, Benny and Joon. Joon quickly grew to twice Benny's size and started attacking him. Benny's been living in the bathtub for a few months and Joon has grown to behemoth proportions. So Drew made the executive decision to release her into the wild, and on Friday we did it at an undisclosed location in the metro Philadelphia region. Here is the photo documentation.
The beast in its cage.
Caught in the act.
Trudging into the wilderness.
Look at the size of that thing!!!
She loves it! And she's gone!
Disguises are important. Now, to the Sidecar to celebrate the successful venture!!
Drew and Mich Mich are so happy to have the sea beast out of their house!
Disguises are still important!
"I don't want to destroy your tank top. Let's be friends and just walk away. Hate to see you lyin there in your Superman skivvies."
- "Undone (The Sweater Song)" by Weezer (from The Blue Album)
Infomercials and Frasier - two seemingly distant ends of the television spectrum. What do they have in common? They are two of things you find on TV when it's 2:30 am and you can't sleep.
That's right kids, the insomnia is back.
"You can say the sun is shining if you really want to I can see the moon and it seems so clear."
