Incredible

Ominous text from child traveling cross country w friends

Son is in Kansas City. My wife and I respective scouting reports giving off strong strong SEC vs ACC vibes.

He’s a lot more sinister when encountered in real life.

He’s disappointed in you.

If I ever have grandchildren or come out of retirement to coach youth sports again , I will insist on being called “Pop Dog.”

When dinosaurs roamed the Earth (this morning).

First canoe since Helene.

When the socks are up this high, you’re gonna get a memorable performance

We used to be a country.

Attempted to bury a protein bar in the back yard and led my son to a mass grave of granola/protein bar wrappers. A monster.

Hoisting this Father’s Day gift over my head like it’s the Larry O’Brien trophy

It’s Paraguay Night in America.

Excited to go through another evening watching one of my favorite teams compete for a championship in June.

Celebrating PRIDE with Ohtani tonight.

Me and the 14 yo made it to the top.

First kayak of the year. Snapping turtles abound. Seventy degrees. No clouds.

“Alexander wept for there were no more worlds to conquer.”

Same concept.

Son telling me he bombed Pride and Prejudice quiz w a 54 with 4 weeks to go in high school. Me:

This has never not been true under any set of circumstances.

If you come across a black food truck with Philippians 4:13 across the top, accept your blessing beloved.

At a pierogi buffet. May die.

The beach still gets it done.