Happy Birthday...

...to my dad, Brian. He turns 62 today, but pretty much still looks the same as this picture from 1965. In addition to our excellent taste in music, my dad and I share the same body type (thanks for those genetics pops!) and I recently made a startling connection to that effect. For as long as I can remember, my dad's ankles have creaked when he walks up the stairs, and guess what?, so do mine! It's a little weird dad, but I want you to know that I think about you every time I ascend the staircase.

Have a happy happy happy happy happy birthday!