Breakin' Brekkie Bread w/The Godfather (80's style)

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Yesterday my new pal Aiden (nickname "Aidie" spelled "80") cruised into D-town for breakfast at the "First Watch . . . Then Eat" restaurant.

Here are some photos of the wonderful time I had with the young whippersnapper. All of the pictures were taken at the breakfast event and the post-brekkie visit to Casa Smith (i.e. my humble new abode), except for the one directly below. That one is included simply because I like it:


. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . two words: dog hat


. . . . . . . . . . a pre-breakfast "smooch du jour" appetizer


checkin' out 80's very cool blue jeans (the back pockets are *real* pockets that also have functioning buttons that actually snap!)

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . peaceful post-brekkie moment


kevin in heaven while 80 zeroes in on the belly ("one man's full belly is a younger man's potential pillow")


see! what did i tell you about the "belly as potential pillow" thing? 80 doin' a sideways-snooze face-plant on my belly shelf (please note previously mentioned back pocket button snaps)


. 80 *completely and totally* zonked . . . kevin in heaven (again)


. . . . . . . . . . . . suddenly awake! . . . with cheeks ablaze!

. . . post-brekkie meeting w/80 (aka "the godfather") is adjourned

p.s. oh yeah - 80 brought his mom. she's doing fine.

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