a few days ago, my usually-technologically-savvy dad emailed me asking how to "forward a picture from facebook." i wasn't totally sure what he meant, but wrote back saying that if he put a picture into an album on facebook, he could copy and paste the public link to someone. he wrote back saying that he found a picture of me tagged on someone's wall and wanted to show me.... ok. that made no sense, but whatever. he finally emailed back with the following:
oh the magic of facebook. apparently my dad recently reconnected with his old best friend, jimmy, and jimmy had posted a few old-timey pictures. since my parents have been married since the beginning of time, my mom was there too. the caption on this one was "strange new years eve". strange? maybe that's why my mom is wearing a horrible orange dress and looks like she wants to shoot herself in the face. my dad is clearly out of his mind, and seems to be pointing at her for no reason. at least his 'fro had calmed down a bit by this point.
this one was just titled "camping, 1973." at least we have a date on this one. though im not sure where you go camping with a pretty little flower pot and wearing a pale yellow visor. cool, dad.
this one was just titled "camping, 1973." at least we have a date on this one. though im not sure where you go camping with a pretty little flower pot and wearing a pale yellow visor. cool, dad.
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