A photo from this date, at some point in the past.
Those were some crazy times…
Way back in the day, my wife (who wasn’t my wife yet) actually used to go clubbing. Our favorite was a metal club called Corporation. Yes, that’s me, and yes I’m headbanging. As I recall, it hurt.
Aren’t I a sweet husband? At least one day a year.
I’m not sure how this happened to be the 13th of February, but it was that year’s Valentine’s Day breakfast. I didn’t have a mold for heart-shaped pancakes, so I made one out of paper and foil. It barely held together, and almost caught fire.
Um…wow.
I was browsing for a Valentine’s Day card, naturally for this time of year, and was impressed at the variety of cards on offer. Then I was surprised that some of them were pretty specific. Then I saw this one. I just keep trying to put myself in the mind of the person who designed it. I mean, a card for when someone’s child dies. Wow.
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