Friday, July 10, 2009

Last Train to Awkwardville

These folks really should be left at the station.

Truly lost. Regardless of what space they are in.

With dementia setting in, this was the only way Dad could remember his own family.

The Chinese version of "The Addams Family."

A Chorus Mom. Dance ten, kids three.

Slumdog Morons.

So now we have to believe all those stories about getting drunk on a Sno-Cone.

When I was the age of the kid on the right, there was no way that I was going to touch any part of my mother in a bathing suit. At the same time, when was the last time you saw somebody actually model cellulite?


Isn't that always the way it happens? You're on a nice vacation and, bang, a crippling case of scoliosis.

Dinner last night: Turkey sandwich.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Yikes!!! Each one's weirder than the last. Hermits make a lot of sense when our world is full of folks like this.