Blogger World, meet my dad and Uncle Bobby Don. Yes, that's really his name. This picture was taken on Christmas Day. My dad and uncle were about to go outside and see how many beer bottles had been thrown up against the fence. You mean your family does not do that on Christmas? Really?
As I type this post, my dad and uncle are on their way to AZ for a guys golfing trip. My dad has a few friends that like to spend the first weekend in March flying to AZ, eating at In-N-Out Burger, golfing in the sun, and eating at fancy steak restaurants. I really have no idea why anyone would fly to AZ for a golf trip? Crazy. Normal people fly to places for H&M, Dean and Deluca, Niketown, Pocky, Columbia Employee Store, races, street cart food, and Moonstruck Mexican Hot Chocolate. I think you will all agree that my dad is weird, and I was obviously adopted!