On some day you need to have a doc that is young enough to support you till the end. No need of a grumpy old fart - doc. 
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Yeah! I learned that the hard way. I think my last Dr. was a boxer in his youth. Big scary hands!!ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS ask for the Dr. with the smallest fingers!!
Thats what I do, and the receptionist always laughs, until I tell em "I'm serious!!"
So yesterday my lady and I were placing some decorative rocks in the back garden. Taking a break, she says "are the stones in the right position??" Pulling my shorts forward and peeking down i say yes they're where they should be. She says with a straight face " you could see that? ....... With the naked eye???"![]()
I hear you. It's tough with Dad's. You come to a point where you feel you should be taking care of things, but the fact is, he's got more experience taking care of you than the other way around and you're still 'his kid'. On top of that, Dad can be an rough cuss when he wants to be.#95 here. My dad had a heart attack 2 Fridays ago. And I was freaking out pretty hard… I had told myself that I moved back to Louisiana to give support to my parents in their dying days…. Turns out, I shrivel like a leaf. The horror was that I'd told him the day before not to go sit on the front porch in the 100 degree heat or he was going to have a heart attack. The good news is my father came through an open heart surgery, valve bi-pass or something like that and is still alive and is back at home. Excuse me if I kiss the sky.
here's Marmaduke checking on me after I spent nervous energy creating Space Mountain.
http://www.talkbass.com/attachments/img_0308-jpg.663691/
Good for you and your dad. Cherish every moment you have with him. Take pictures. Make videos together.#95 here. My dad had a heart attack 2 Fridays ago. And I was freaking out pretty hard… I had told myself that I moved back to Louisiana to give support to my parents in their dying days…. Turns out, I shrivel like a leaf. The horror was that I'd told him the day before not to go sit on the front porch in the 100 degree heat or he was going to have a heart attack. The good news is my father came through an open heart surgery, valve bi-pass or something like that and is still alive and is back at home. Excuse me if I kiss the sky.
here's Marmaduke checking on me after I spent nervous energy creating Space Mountain.
http://www.talkbass.com/attachments/img_0308-jpg.663691/
. I'll always be that loud kid with a mess in his pants who always thinks he so damn smart but really ain't got a clue of what's Really going on…...The reason we were chosen to do this segment is because we were older...
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Well sign me up, I was forced into early retirement because of the loss of my job last year so I guess I'm officially old now. But you know what, I don't care!! I'm itching to get out gigging again, start showing my photography at some local galleries and luckly, except for my back, am in pretty good health. Been watching The Avengers episodes on Hula and have fallen in love again with Emma Peel, just like I did when I was 14 years old!Heard enough talk about it. Time for the unofficial "Grumpy old amp tech/builder/user's" club?
"Grumpy Old Farts":
#1 Wcriley
#2 B-String
#3 BassmanPaul
Anyone want in? Not required to be grumpy all the time, just occasionally disconnect of judgement between the brain and fingers
Undecided if Mods should be eligible as we seem to drive them to it?![]()