familia

last night i drove out to the burbs to visit my dad.
amid the sox game, many topics were discussed:

we talked about pfc lenny and his death in relation to my pfc brother.
we talked about growing out of friendships and relationships.
we talked about the remnant of my black eye and how i should pick up racketball ("you know, your brother mentioned he started playing...")
we talked about the white sox and how they need to support their pitcher with some actual offense.
we talked about the "worst movie ever made" and how we can only watch stuff like that together with joe.
we talked about me inheriting his car this month and how i needed to bring my laptop out when i visit this weekend so we can order military geer and print more pictures of joe and me out for him.



i love this man.