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This morning I got an email from my Pops. It's odd, I wanted to write: This morning I got an email from my Father. That's how weird it felt.

Hey, we email all the time, it's not like a rarity. But today, it felt like one of those Victorian movie scenes. You know, extremely British sounding, very nasal and proper.

It was a "man to man" talk about relationships. Odd thing is, my brother, who isn't exactly the age of a spring chicken (altho he's vampiricly youthful), was not CCed. Ha! So I guess I'm the man, and my brother is the wayward village idiot. Well, la-de-da! *wink wink*

Anyway, it's just kind of odd that my Dad thinks of me as a grown up. I guess living alone for so long kind of gives everyone that impression.

I'm not above pulling mooners at the local mall, but I guess now I'm more conscious about people seeing my butt. Although many females (okay, not many, maybe ONE) have said I've got quite the perky butt.

....Hey, here's to growing old with saggy bottom. posted by losir at 10:34 AM