So you’ve seen my dad. He was a casanova for sure. He says that in his hayday he never went two weeks without having sex. Unfortunately, he didn’t pass that tendency on to me- he just gave me anxiety and a gummy smile. Thanks a lot dad. Anyway, his lady’s man days ended when he met my mom. This is how hot she was:
Goddamn. This is her dancing hula at a bar on Kauai called Casablanca, where my parents had their first date.
She was so pretty its weird.
Before she met my dad she was a pretty big hippie too. She bellydanced…
… and sang and danced in the Fairfax Street Choir. Thats her in the front sitting on the left. What a bunch of fucking hippies.
At least I know where I got my Asian looks from.
So then after just three months of dating my parents got married in August 1981. Ruby was born June 1982 (pretty suspect). I came two and a half years later. By accident I’m pretty sure. Here are some baby pics that I found on my pop’s computer.
Ruby played doctor. I think she was playing diagnostician, trying to figure out how my Jew parents produced a Chinese baby.
A little drool never hurt nobody.
I used to always have my hand down my shirt, saying “pinsum” (translation: pinch them). Weird. This may explain some things too. Also, note my clothes. Maybe last year wasnt the first time I dressed like a hipster.
Halloween?
Album cover methinks.
bye blog.
little boys with mowhawks in bathtubs. BONER
cutecute. vintage pics are the best.
PS MAMA HOT! and "fairfax street choir" looks like haight street today. weird
ed grimley, did i spell that right.
Check out the album cover for Brian Jonestown Massacre, the album is called Spacegirl and Other Favorites. You'll be wierded out.