Better, Stronger, Faster

I got a call yesterday evening from my father. He was out of surgery and in his room recovering from his knee replacement surgery. He'd already read my last post. Apparently Pops has a new laptop. Suddenly it all became very clear what was happening. If the video above does not play click here.Apparently the surgery went well, though delayed a bit. He was "chillaxin" in his hospital room with my mother. No doubt flipping channels on the TV and playing on his computer. He'll be in the hospital til the end of the week for physical therapy and such. Then I suppose he'll be off to go buy some shirts with really big collars and coordinated jogging suits. As a follow up to my previous post, he reminded me the clown's name was "Gus." He also wanted to let Jimmy and Chris know that he's keeping his bionic eye on you and he knows what you're doing, and you better watch out. (He had cataract surgery a year or so ago.) He's already up and walking, so it's just a matter of time until he's running 60 miles per hour, and chasing down bad guys in their cars. I suspect at least for the near future any time my father does anything remotely strenuous like sitting down or standing up, getting in and out of his truck, flipping pages in his book, or turning on the lights, I'll be forced to make that "Ta-na-na-na-na-na-na" sound effect. You know the one. (Before viewing this clip make sure you have a soft place to land once you fall out of your chair, laughing.) Six million dollar man Steves legs to the rescue by spinout1 Yes, apparently someone left their overheating muffler in perhaps the safest place possible, and Mr. Seven Figures decided to come along and "split the uprights" and kicked the exploding muffler from the safe and deserted dry dry canal into the water next door, likely killing all of the fish. Smooth move, Steve. Real smooth.