Happy Father’s Day
My dad and his mini-me (sans the Tom Selleck mustache, thank goodness). Don’t be jealous of our stylish duds and ‘dos. I’m pretty sure this is the last time I ever saw my dad in jeans — which he proclaimed would go out of style by 1988.
Ah, well, he is wise in other ways. For example, I never go more than 3,000 miles without changing my oil. And can hold a softball bat at just the right angle to whack the hell out of the ball. And know that all boys have cooties. Which is why I’m still a virgin, Dad, I promise! Miss Skye: The Immaculate Conception. *Ahem*