Zach has been in a band for three years. Having stretched the definition of “being in a band” to its limit, yesterday Zach’s band got together in his bedroom and had their first ever practice. I did my best to stay out of the way, nevertheless I managed to overhear the following:
“Musician” #1: Whoa Zach, where did you get this pick?
“Musician” #2: Yeah who is the hot babe on the pick?
“Musician” #1: Did you steal it?
Zach: It’s my mom.
You see, Capital One allows you to put any kind of picture on their credit cards. And when I’m bored with the picture I cut the card up and turn it into guitar picks. If we go way back you might recall the circumstances surrounding this family picture:
Our best family photos always end up being, well, not Christmas card worthy. Here’s the best shot from Buenos Aires:
It was taken at the Recoleta cemetery, easily on par with Paris’ Père Lachaise, if you’re in to that sort of thing. Asia wandered off and snapped a few cell/tablet shots…