Ode to My Dad on His Birthday

(try as he may, my dad never poses well for pics )

Today my dad turns 62. I tried and tried last night to write him a fitting post, something sentimental and lengthy, like all those posts I write for my mom and sister on their respective birthdays, but nothing would come out right. It's my dad's fault. I know he wouldn't want something mushy and sentimental, and of course, some brevity would be in order. So this is my ode to dad:

Happy birthday to my old enough to draw social security dad. There's no one else in the world I love discussing football, submarines, cold war conspiracies, history, local news, politics, weather, family and LOST with more than you. And while I'll never understand your deep abiding love for country music, or your enjoyment of the wretched show that is Two and a Half Men, I will always say you're my favorite dad. Because you are (my only dad).

Happy Birthday!!!