The Olden 80s

The Torticollis has rendered me absolutely useless the past few days. 
The good news: I finally took a shower yesterday after a long stretch of going shower-less for many days.
The bad news: Showers are totally overrated.  So is brushing your teeth.

Despite being paralyzed, I did make it to an 80s prom party over the weekend.  In preparation for the event, I went shopping at the local thrift store weeks before.

Maile: So you're shopping for clothes from the Olden 80s?
Me: Yes [I pick up a pair of shoes and try them on.]
Maile: Those don't look like they're from the Olden 80s.
Me: How would you know?  And I don't like you calling them the "Olden" 80s because I actually lived during that time.
Maile: No you didn't.  You couldn't.  Because you'd be dead by now.  Only dinosaurs lived back then.

She actually said that.  It was a big boost to the self-esteem.  Anyway, my memory of the party is fuzzy because I was so hopped up on pain meds, but I was fortunate to come home with pictures and a video of 80s karaoke that I hope to air on Friday.

So here I am on the right when I haven't showered for days.

And yes, Kim and I are always this affectionate with each other.

Here's The SIX:

An unusual appearance by The Other SIX:

And, of course, what prom would not be complete without a group picture?