Dad's getting much better. He's doing his Aunt Audrey imitation (picking up dishes, pans, silverware, etc., scraping them across the counter, and dropping them from 1 inch back onto the counter) in the kitchen every morning an hour before I want to wake up.

*yawn*

I mentioned it to Gary, and he said, "Great for him, tough on you and the Z monster."

This morning, I got up to use the bathroom at 5:45 am. Dad was already up fixing his breakfast. (He had to be at the fairgrounds at 7am to get his flu shot. See below.) I went back to bed and he spent the next fifteen minutes moving dishes around the kitchen. As soon as I decided that I would get out of bed and get ready for work, about 6 am, he finished. Well, I was up already . . .

Speaking of flu shots, why is it that the flu vaccines we need are made in the UK? Could it be that the US pharmaceutical companies are too busy pumping out highly profitable male enhancement pills, eczema cures, asthma drugs and other things (with possible, sometimes fatal, side effects including nausea, dizzyness, drowsiness, high blood pressure, blindness, hearing loss, immune system problems, and savings account drainage. Please see your doctor if you have an erection that lasts for more than four hours.) that they can't be bothered with merely potentially life saving things like flu vaccine? Just a theory.