The day we thought would never come

Rest assured, dear blogophiles, wherever you may be, that the strange things happening around you are only temporary. For instance, if while enjoying your morning coffee you glanced up at the sky to see a pig swooping gracefully through the clouds, don't be alarmed. If you were struck by the beautiful chartreuse color of the noonday sky, don't panic. If the mainstream news media began broadcasting things people might actually need to know, rest assured that there is a simple, succinct and easily identifiable explanation for this somewhat feathery-ruffly chain of events: my father ate vegan food last night. Without being asked. And he liked it.




This handsome fellow is trepidaciously, but under no form of duress, sampling vegan French onion soup, by dipping a toasted baguette with melted "mozzarella" into the broth. He is doing this before helping himself to a large soup mug full of the stuff. We can't see what is behind him in the picture, I know, however rest assured that all our firearms are locked safely in our basement arsenal, and there is in fact, no gun held to his head.

This is a moment that those of us familiar with my dad would take as assure sign that there may be some credibility to the Mayan calendar theory, and begin preparing for the end.

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Location:Madison, CT