These are my parents in 1979. They won some kind of contest from Q104 (when it was a rock station). I believe they gave my parents a commemorative coin to mark the event. My dad is on the left, and my mom is on the right. It’s apparent that the presence of John Oates has overtaken my mother as she is cowering from his man-glow. The best part of this story, is that at this exact moment, I’m being formed in her womb. I’m hearing the soultry voices of H&O as they speak in perfect harmony. My mother’s immaculate conception basically comes down to this moment and answers the questions why I’m so hairy and why I wave so strangely. Note John Oates’ Royals shirt. Classy. All the way.
I have many questions about this photo:
Why was that radio DJ such a hippy? I mean, wasn’t that stuff over?
Why does my dad look like George Harrison?
Is Daryl Hall bored?
Why does my mom look asian?
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
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