okay, not really. so my favorite son stopped by to see me at work today!
translation: boy wants money. and since i just gave him gas money, it couldn't be that.
what does he want?
a haircut!

looks like a new man...


so, Arnold SAID he told me he had joined the choir. somehow i thought he was playing his bass with the choir. i didn't know he was SINGING. so here he is, in a choir robe, going off to a music festival in san francisco.