My dad is kind of an odd duck. He's a quiet, reserved, and extremely conservative Harley Davidson mechanic. I know. He doesn't tend to say much or do the whole emotional thing. However, for some straaaange reason, fish-like salt and pepper shakers that he saw in god-knows-what store reminded him of me SOOO much, that he mailed them to me out of the blue. It is the most random thing he's ever done in his life I think, and they have therefore remained the centerpiece of my apartment. I think the randomness shines through in these photos.
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