Dad Thoughts

Today, for reasons I still don't understand, I had McDonald's. (Is there an apostrophe in that? There should be.)

Anyway. I had the Number Three. That's right. World famous and eaten mostly by teens, the Big Mac went down muh gullet this day. Tangy goodness that just isn't like a burger should be.

Suddenly, thanks to my madness, I am transported to a trip back to school with just my Dad. We stopped to have lunch. I swear, today I could see him. Smell him. It was nice. (He's not dead, by the way.)

So. This is the kind of shit that goes into a blogger, huh? Exciting, ain't it?