Buoy Don’t Float

Going through the ol’ sentimental gift ideas in search of something for the parents. Linda and I were looking through some old family photos and this one really stood out. My mom looks super ’70’s vintage with her short hair and dress and my dad, well he looks skinny and cool–kinda like your humble narrator. I’m a pretty ugly baby–most people I talk to agree–but the title of this post doesn’t refer to me, because honestly, my sister is an uglier baby. Sorry, Linda, got to face the facts.

We’re thinking about blowing it up and framing it. However, since our family is a bit vain, we’re rethinking that an elliptical machine would be better. Thoughts?

Oh happy days of yore before the days of long-term memory, where have you gone?