So, my sister, Jenny (you know her as Sami in book 3) had a birthday party last weekend for her 2-year old granddaughter, Ava. This is me and Margaret. What's interesting isn't the fact that Jenny has a kegorator permanently installed in her living room (behind me), nor that she chooses to fill it with crappy PBR. No, the shell shocker here is that Margaret has now decided she wants to wear eyeliner. Can't get much cooler than rockin the Egyptian thing while wearing an Elmo hat.
Although it may seem like a good idea at the time, never print pictures like this one at Wal-Mart. They don't give a damn who shops there (why is Monday night always Serial Killer Night there?), but they sure as hell call the cops when you take pictures of your kids in a cage. That didn't happen to me because I was smart enough to develop them myself so no one will ever see them.
(No children were injured in the taking of this photo.)
This is how the kids celebrated Columbus Day. Nothing says, "thanks for the smallpox Snuggies and knock-off wampum" like a gay-looking Crocodile Dundee playing cars with Joan Jett in Jackie O sunglasses. I have to say, I didn't stage this. I just got lucky.
What's on YOUR camera right now?