My Dad, aka Pops, is in a new band. The Dill Pickers.
So now when we call him, he loves to say the word "gig", as in, "I have a gig this Friday night. What are you doing?" and things like that. I kinda like to think that maybe since I'm related to him, we here in Indiana are a little famous too. At least famous in certain parts of Vestavia and Homewood or wherever else the "gigs" go down.
So we got inspired (it doesn't take much around here) and Brian and Henry started us a hoe-down. I don't even know how to spell that word. But is was fun. It was on Saturday (Obviously. You can see the football).
Here's when they were warming up...
...and in this one, I was trying to catch Henry tapping his toe. I got some video of it, but I think the camera was shaking from all my laughing.