Okay, everyone has been telling their stories about things that they ate, and I feel that I should jump in with a story.
First, me. My Dad is a musician (despite the video that I posted a few months ago, my Dad is a real musician; he’s studied for years, did professional gigs in LA for years and years, and then about 10 years ago quit because he had to focus on his business. Now, he’s got a band back together (and Grandpa calls him “Elwood” – did I mention that I am surrounded by geeks?) and they are looking to start playing professionally next spring. So he’s a serious musician. In case you missed it, here’s a link to his rough cuts album (his band at the time was the Manic Emotions) that was recorded right before he stopped playing 10 years ago. It was never finished, so it’s all rough stuff, but there are some pretty tunes. Mom’s favorite is Destiny Road – the vocals are totally scratch, but she loves the melody. And Mellow Drama? It’s a great song. And if you know Dad, it’s sublime!
Anyhoo. Being a musician, Dad spends A LOT of time listening to music. And to not drive Mom crazy, he listens to a lot of music on his iPhone. And he uses super high-fidelity headphones to get all the music-y bits.
Well. Let’s just say that those headphones? Erm. I believe he’s on his 5th or 6th set. Because, well, they are kinda tasty… This winter, in Arizona? One night, late at night, after Mom was asleep, Dad was listening to music, and he got up to go to the kitchen. He came back to discover his headphones in pieces. Me? I was sleeping innocently. But Dad left this note for Mom when she woke up the next morning.
And, unfortunately, the evidence, uh, came out a day later. While Mom didn’t show the remains to Dad, she verified that it was me who might have possibly destroyed a set of his headphones. But is it my fault? I don’t think so. I mean, Dad left them there for me, right? Can I help that they are tasty? And he never actually saw the evidence. So who's to say if it was me, right?!? Mom is easily bribed into silence....
But notice how I become Mom's dog when I allegedly eat headphones?
And in other excitement? TaiChi and I got haircuts for our trip to Nebraska. Here’s TaiChi doing her model thing. (Notice the head tilt? And the air of casual beauty? Yep, she knows how to work the camera...)
And me, being silly.
Heehee. I look like I've got a clown nose there!
Oh, wait. Here I am looking all cute. Watch out, Nebraska boys, here I come!!!
And here's a gratuitous Mr. Bufus picture. Dad likes 'Dibs' (ice cream thingys). And apparently so does Mr. Bufus. Maybe this should go in the 'Oops I ate it' section? (For the record, Dad did not actually let Mr. Bufus have any....)