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My Dad Taught Me How To Shave!

My mom has been hinting since the summer that my dad teach me how to shave. Well, actually, “hinting” implies subtlety; she’s been outright stating it. Two weeks ago, I approached my dad about teaching me: he was going out of town soon, and my best friend’s wedding was drawing nearer. I knew that I was going to be in the wedding photos, and I didn’t want there to be any chance of weird patchy bits of hair on my face in the photos (because it indeed is growing in patchy bits, not evenly at all). And so my dad got out his fancy electric razor and showed me how to shave my face.

See? Little patchy bits covering my dimples that don't actually attach to the rest.

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Outdoors and My Dad’s Digital SLR

I didn’t feel like writing a blog post today, so I thought I’d take a few photos. I borrowed my dad’s digital SLR camera (I’m constantly finding excuses to use it; it’s a fantastic camera) and headed outside, taking photos of anything that caught my eye. Continue reading

Music From My Dad

It being Father’s Day, I’ve been thinking  a lot about my dad and all that he’s done for me. It’s quite a long list, including both the big things like always loving and supporting me and smaller things like making my favorite bolognese and beef stew when I’m home. He has also influenced my musical tastes — Beach Boys, Buddy Holly, Bob Dylan, Simon & Garfunkel, various folk songs. Continue reading