Tuesday, April 21, 2009

father and son

This was a pretty cool moment for me.

Yesterday afternoon, my son asked me, "Dad, when you have some time, would you please burn me a copy of your Clash, London Calling?"

By the way, he does talk like that.

I can't even begin to imagine what I would have wanted to share from my own parents' music library when I was fourteen years old.

Wait... yeah, I can.

Nothing.