Thursday, August 31, 2006
My youngest and I went south of the border so that he could reap the rewards of working the potato fields this summer. We stopped in at dad's favorite fast food burger joint for lunch. Dad doesn't like pickles.
Holy shit those ipods can hold a lot of stuff. He bought the top of the line model. He put all of his songs in there and still has room for about 6800 more. I remember when the "hot popcorn" was called a walkman. When I was his age (16).....hell, I don't wanna talk about what we didn't have.
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