This picture was taken at Christmastime five years ago (wow). My parents invited me to tag along on a business trip to Santa Monica with the promise of a visit to the Getty the next day. After his client dinner, my dad came whooping back to the hotel room, opened up the minibar, pulled out a pack of peanut M&Ms and started jumping on my bed. My stepmother gave us a long look, turned her back to that side of the room, and opened her Joan Didion.
In this shot, I think he looks like a cross between Denny on "Boston Legal" and an astronaut from the sixties.
More striking for me, however, is how we've arrived at being exactly the same height.
And those gams! Sexy boy.