At Least He Didn't Hit On His Son

I assume that one day, Sasha will grow into an adult, and if her genes and current appearance are any factor, she will turn out to be an attractive young woman.

And I assume that it is possible that Jenn will die before I do, unless we die together as I always dreamed, together at age 93 during our 65th wedding anniversary honeymoon when a stegosaurus accidentally steps on our time machine.

But I digress. Let's say that Jenn kicks off first, and the rest of us attend the funeral. I'm sure I'll be a bit out of sorts. However, I don't expect that I'd ever pull a Ryan O'Neal and hit on Sasha. Read more...