For Father’s Day, I surprised my dad by showing up at home. Since the High Park Fire is still burning, we didn’t want to barbecue or anything. Apparently neither did the rest of Fort Collins; I swear the entire town was in Red Robin. So they were a bit backed up, so to entertain myself I got out my creeper lens and started taking pictures of the alcohol bottles at the bar. If I knew more about alcohol I could tell you what kind…. But there’s that whole “being under 21” thing that gets in the way of legally knowing a lot about alcoholic beverages.
Anyway. Happy Father’s Day Dad, thanks for letting me be a creeper!