Thursday, June 21, 2007

So, my brother-in-law,

... the one who snapped both his achilles tendons? Had his casts removed. He can walk again. As long as he's wearing heels and uses a cane.

So he's borrowed my dad's cowboys boots.

I brought Max over to their place at 5, because he (Daryl) is taking Max, Zac and Mandi to the Roger Waters (Pink Floyd) concert tonight.

He (Daryl) is a cool 43 year old guy. Hip. Hip to the jive. Going to a happenin' concert in his father-in-law's faux snake skin high heeled cowboy boots, and an ergonomically designed aluminum, plastic handled cane. He's heading into the big city in a 19 year old blue Astro Van with a handicap sign hanging from the rear view mirror.

As he went to shut the side sliding door, it came off its hinges.

Little Miss Sunshine.
If you can handle foul language, go rent it.

Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Peaches
2. Raspberries
3. Strawberries


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