RaisingDad

My Dad's dog needed a check-up and his shots. My Dad knows it, but he acts like he doesn't understand when I tell him. And then tell him again. And again.       "Dad," I'll tell him, "we need to take your dog for his shots."      "Oh, I'm fine," he'll tell me, and nervously change the channel on the television set.      "Dad," my wife will say, "why don't we take your dog to get his shots today?"      "No, thanks," he'll say. "I'm not hungry."      Before you tell me to leave the poor old guy alone, this is the same poor old guy who studies his monthly bank statements for hours , and then, if he doesn't like what he sees, he'll have us take him to the bank so he can argue with somebody for hours more. I swear, when the bank sees him coming, they probably put the janitor in a business suit, and have him handle all of Dad's questions and complai...

Have you ever heard the old Henny Youngman joke about a man who goes to the doctor? It goes like this:   Man:  Doc, it hurts when I do this. Doctor:  Then don't do that.        Well, for awhile now I've been having dizzy spells when I stand up. I'll be sitting somewhere, feeling good, and the next moment I'll get up and feel dizzy. I have to steady myself for a few seconds before it goes away.      Like most guys, I figured if I waited long enough it would go away. When it didn't go away, I started to think all kinds of things that might be wrong with me.      I just finished watching Breaking Bad, and I thought about Walter White, the chemistry teacher turned crystal meth cook, who was dying of lung cancer (Did I spoil anything? Oops!). Let's see, he's got a cough, and I've got a cough. He got dizzy and fainted in the car wash he worked at, and I've gotten dizzy while waiting for my ca...

As I sit here watching Miley Cyrus host Saturday Night Live I can't help but wonder what all the fuss is about. That Miley is the ugliest little boy I've ever seen. Just kidding. I know Cyrus is a girl.      Just like Justin Bieber.      Am I showing my age? Sometimes I feel like those parents from the 50's calling rock & roll the devil's music or those parents from the 60's yelling at hippies to "get a haircut!" But one thing I can count on not to change is my Dad. The older he gets, the more he becomes a caricature of himself (which is something I'm sure my children think about me). What am I talking about?      My Dad's  new TV has logged in less then 10 minutes since I paid for it, and those were the 10 minutes my wife spent loading the channels after I had hooked it up. When I complain to her about how I have to watch a 18 inch TV with no convertor, she always reminds me, "You'll get ...