I would say to my father, “Daddy, I wan’t a new bicycle.” And his reply would always be the same - “Yeah! and people in hell want ice water.” But, I wonder, do those individuals, who because of some moving spiritual violation are spending an eternity at the International House of Brimstone, do these broiling masses really want ice-water? And if they were to get it would it do them any good? I say NO to both. The only thing people in hell want is - TO GET OUT OF HELL! a glass of water like you would give someone that cut your grass would do no good, it would only make you want more water. You’ve temporarily removed a symptom but you haven't removed the cause. All you want is to get out and that ice water ain’t going to help you do that.
This would be a perfect time to segue into a talk about parkinson’s, but I‘m not. As a Father’s Day present to myself I am forgetting I have...what was it? But wit a second - I don’t believe in Father’s Day - haven’t for a long time.
I Do Not Believe
I simply do not believe in celebrating fathers day. I wan’t no presents - no special treatment -I can pick out my own ties and cologne, thank you. And PLEASE, no sunday brunch. I wonder if there is a father’s day ugly tie industry ratting of ugliness - if there is then the smiley face tie here would get about a 9. Now take a deep breath through your nose - smell that? That’s the smell of cheap cologne, maybe BRUT, and if you can’t tell the difference then you probably shouldn’t wear cologne.
Hey sons and daughters! Save your money and donate it to an agency for kids that don’t have Fathers. Hey! I think I’ve actually had a good idea. Take all the money you were going to spend on your dad this father’s day and make a kid without one’s life little better by donating to one of the numerous charities set up to help. If everyone were to do this , every year, then this “so called” halladay might actually be worthy of the name “Father’s Day” instead of what I call it.
'Buy Dad a bunch of crap he doesn’t need and let him get drunk and pass out in the backyard HAMMOCK Day”
Until Next Time
Thank You of joining me today and even though I don’t believe in the holiday, I do believe in the sentiment. Happy Fathers Day to all you Dad’s out there.
just say yes!
meet Andy Ward King, a professional musician and artist until a diagnosis of parkinons dsease at age 49 forced him into an early retirement., he now uses his music, his art along with the whimsical world he has created in this blog as therapy to ( as he puts it ) outsmart his brain and make the daily battles with parkinson’s a little bit easier, to give him that all important reason to get up on the morning, to make his life worth living. Andy has learned how to say NO to gving up \ NO to depression and apathy \ NO to following willingly the road of decline that stretches before him. he learned that to say no to all of these things all one has to do is say yes. Andy has learned to just say YES to life/\\