I have returned

To the land of fast paced living, and cable modem internet access. I have successfully flown out of Orlando International Airport, beating Hurricane Charley. Boy, are my arms tired.

Nice to see everyone at home: wife Vicki, cats, dogs, etc. Dad is going to be ok, it shall take some time however. He needs to take it slow for a bit.

I'm tired, and cranky.

Now it's back to finding a job. What is the lyric to that Clash song?

Career Opportunities, the ones that never knock.

Turkey Necks

I have been thinking about that "maverick" senator John McCain dude. He has a real turkey neck. Hangs over his dress shirt and everything. Gobble Gobble Gobble! Maybe he should go BACK to Vietnam to lose that or something... But seriously folks, he's a good guy. Just supports the wrong guy for President for some reason... Hated him in 2000, loves him now... hmmmmm

Caught Bill Clinton on the Daily Show last night... Very low key... but still a good interview, and John Stewart shows that he is one of the best interviewers in the biz... that's my .05

Dad looks like he is coming home tomorrow. Supposed to be today, but his Potassium levels were too high. So we're gonna have a bannana FEST when he gets home....

Or , like, he is.. My ass is on a plane to Newark, NJ!

Hope he loves the bannanas though. I just have to get home. 2 weeks in Florida visiting a hospital every day is Eeeeeeeee-nuff

You know, Dad has that hipster NY Cable station Trio. They had a special, or as the kids in Indiana say "Spay-shal" about Bill Hicks. The late, great, very dad alternative comic.

Ok, that's it. Back to the hospital visit.

I shall also be excited when I can post on a computer that does not run on an operating system that was created when the LA Riots happened. This is ridiculous.

Lates!

Them heart specialists are Fan-tastic

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.