My dad and stepmonster showed up about lunchtime. Luckily, I had about 10 gallons of fire roasted chili on hand that I made last night. It was odd. They handed me a card with 135 dollar gift cards from random restaurants and a 50 dollar bill. I then offered them chili and cake balls. It felt like a scene from napolean dynamite. He ended up banging around on my piano and we sang for several hours. I gave them a painting upon departure. The step said...we have no place to hang it. I told her I could give it to someone else then. She said no. I said OK. My dad then asked me to record some tracks. I said OK. This day was so weird. It makes me smile.
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