bling. bling.

On our last night visiting both the PostEast and my parents, we discovered my dad is really cool. Wait a minute, I just made this a fitting Father's Day post. Anyway, my dad is an engineer and makes money counting machines for international companies. In fact if you were to go into a bank it's very possible you would see one of these machines with the name Cummins on it. That's my dad, at least that's the company he works for. When we were visiting he had just gotten back from a business trip in Turkey and his very official looking briefcases were in the foyer of my parents house. We were sitting around and Jon asked if he had any counterfeits with him. My dad proceeded to pull out envelopes filled with cash, both legitimate and counterfeit. We had thousands of dollars in our hands. Jon was giddy as a school girl about the counterfeits as he held each one up to the light. I decided we needed to project our bling to the world. Our momentary bling at least.