Joss Stone

So we were walking by the Catherine Malandrino store in the West Village/Meat Packing, where my mom keeps dragging dad, when all of a sudden out of no where this woman with legs for miles and red and black hair wearing a tiny little dress and a long coat glided up to the store. The reason I knew it was that my dad stopped and refused to move (just like the way I do when I either want to go somewhere or want to go see another dog and my parents want to go the other-way), and starred. He even got a little glassy eyed. Minutes later when he came back he too, he told my mom it was Joss Stone.

She didn't say hi, or even smile. Not like Lucy Liu, or Sienna Miller, or any other pretty stars I have met.

But I learned that there are some thing that will stop dads from moving.

The secret

You see there are books published about the "secret", there are books published about picking up women, but there is simply only one truth, and we learned it today.

Today my dad and I went out to get his guitar fixed, and we basically came to a realization

Guy+Guitar+Golden Retriever Puppy=Irresistible to women.

This might be the ultimate equation, though if you were on the Upper East Side in New York you might consider the following:

Guy+Guitar+Golden Retriever Puppy+ Baby (in Bugaboo)=Irresistible to women on the UES.

Putting Toys Away

So last night I finally learned that if you put your toys away you always know where to find them!!!