Ok, so I go pick up my dad to take him shopping and out to lunch on Saturday.  Just outside the senior apartment where he lives, there is a tall stoop (is that possible?  a tall stoop?)  where all the employees from the adjacent nursing home come and smoke.  (It is illegal to smoke inside a public building in the state of Ohio) and as I am driving off, he hangs his 86 year old head out of the window and cries out, "PUT THOSE CIGARETTES DOWN AND GO TO THE WOODSHED!!!"

I just keep driving.

Then we go to the WalMart for some chocolate milk (How many 86 year olds do you know that drinks that stuff??) and as he is sitting out in front of the store, waiting for me to drive up and load him in the car, he calls out in his loud, booming voice, "It's hot as a Baptist Hell out here!!"  to everyone passing by. 

Did I mention that he yelled that out to everyone?

Tell me, does anyone else have a life like this?