Yep, that’s me and mom.
Folks at the Phoenix New Times let me ramble about her in a recent story. She was a good sport, always is.
In fact, she’s a tough old bitch. I like to think I inherited that gene. I always say, “She kicked cancer’s ass but barely survived raising me.”
Seriously though, she’s great. I’m heading to Glendale to visit her today.
P.S. – Look how insanely happy I am with that fish.
