Mornin’. Thursday. Coffee. Phone’s already going nuts, and it’s not even 9 yet. I think they need to invent Extra Strength caffeine. Or maybe I just need a quatro espresso.
Now Windows has installed the updates from Patch Tuesday and is insisting that I reboot. Why couldn’t it do that when I first turned on the machine this morning? Is it too much to let me know that it’s going to install a bunch of crap and then need to reboot my computer before I’ve loaded my daily apps and logged into my terminal sessions? Christ on a crumpet.
VBob - I’m not religious, but that would be a damn cool church.
“…and now, please rise and join us in a hymn to praise to our Lord, Jesus Christ, through the holy power of Creedence Clearwater Revival.”
And you give those guys hell. It might help to let them know that, as an EMT, you are trained to save lives, but also, as a black belt, you’re equally trained to take them away, and under the appropriate circumstances, there may be times when the twain need to meet. 
Rigs - Some parents didn’t get the “functional, independent adult” memo and seem to fall into one of two remaining parental categories: The “functional, obeisant tool” category, or the “second chance at reliving my life the way I never got a chance to” category. Those parents are idiots and need attitude adjustments, sometimes with blunt objects.
Ali - It’s a shame that your father treats you that way. Do you owe him anything? (Money, favours, whatever) I mean other than for the upbringing that most parents use against you as collateral later on when they need something from you. If not, I’d really consider telling him to get bent. If so … well, I’d work on repayment as quickly as possible. Then I’d tell him to get bent and stuffed. I have no use for parents with a stubborn sense of ownership over their children.
