Made a visit to see my mom at the nuthouse today. The "stylist" who cuts my mom's hair at $36/cut should get her credentials revoke. And I need to spend more time reviewing the schedule of events more before going there. When I showed up, they were 15 minutes into "church", singing a lot of songs with this quartet of pastors leading the whole thing. A sneaking suspicion crept over me as I felt like lightning bolts were going to appear from the sky and torch me while sitting through the session with my mom. She kept trying to distract the woman next to her, yelling out smart arse comments to the pastors, and all the while with this heathen sitting next to her. The one cool thing though is that "church" consisted of singing a couple Johnny Cash songs (Ring of Fire and I Walk the Line), some old Hollywood movie songs, and some Christian songs that had made into popular culture over the years, but I couldn't tell you the names of the songs.
Tomorrow is going to be 80 and sunny. It will also be a good day for me to get home and change the oil in my car.