So, I think my father is getting back to normal and is well on the road to recovery. He used the word "motherfucker" in conversation very loudly relating to how he is smarter than any other motherfucker out there. Then some social worker asked him what his name was in a sort of "you are old" type way. He sooo loved that.
He even yelled at Aunt Cynthi a little-- he is angry, perhaps at the sudden passing of Rick James. Who, much like Dad, was a "Super Freak".
So yeah he is a grizzled, cranky old man, We are the world, you know?
There is this old man slowly dying in the next bed and he has a VERY demonstrative wife ... who is praying , crying to St. Jude, Jesus, etc. It does not make for great Orlando Sentinel reading, or conversation w/ my dad about Acelino Freitas quitting like a little bitch last night against Diego Corrales.
Diego has the GREATEST tattoo of all time on his breast: "Pain for Love"... truer words have never been spoken! :)
I miss Bicki terribly.
Gotta go drink the coffee.
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