Monday, June 20, 2011

the traditional father son camping photo

(Ez and I took one in front of the same tent two years ago, i even had the same shirt on.)


Elly Lou said...

But there's no number on the tent. How does room service know where to bring the scones?

Anonymous said...

Some find this hard to believe but despite my fragile exterior I'm a hardcore camper.
Part Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman, part blind Mary Ingalls and a dash of "the boy" from Cormac McCarthy's "The Road"
I like to pretend I'm in a bleak post apocalyptic wasteland and have to kill or be killed.
The Girl Scouts LOVE that shit.