Reflections

My Dad turns 60 soon – my Mom not quite as old.  I am terrible at showing human emotion, but if not for them, I would be a useless man.  Both grew up rather meagerly and yet endured and thrived despite this.  Neither made excuses or ever made me feel poor despite job changes and moving.  I got my Dad’s humor from observation and irony; my Mom gave me the appreciation of fart jokes and physical humor (see Three Stooges).  Thanks to both for supporting my comedy and me in general; love you both.  Now I feel like a douche.  Poop.  Now I feel better.  daily dose cialis Poop is funny.  Unless it’s on your carpet.