Late night drives home. Moon-roof open. Jack Johnson turned all the way up.
Fingers crossed my future kid turns out like this.
“Hey, did you ever try dunking a potato chip in champagne?
It’s real crazy!” -Marilyn Monroe, The Seven Year Itch
As a writing major, this is what I feel like saying to the professors who give me anything less than an A on a paper.
This is the kind of dad I want to be.
“Now Jack, as I warned you far back as 1945, if you keep going home to live with your ‘mamire’ you’ll find yourself wound tighter and tighter in her apron strings till you’re an old man and can’t escape…”
Preach, Ginsberg. I need to get out of my house.
