Today I went out to my dad’s house with the intention of changing the front disk brake pads on my truck. It was a really hot day, pushing 92 degrees at 10 a.m. I took the wheel off to take a look at the pads and they did not look too worn. So I put the wheel back on and my dad put my sister’s husband and I to work painting his living room. Since my mother has not been feeling too good we thought that a brighter paint job might cheer her up. Scott, my brother–in–law, started painting and my dad and I moved some gas pipes around because they wanted to put a gas stove in and eliminate the electric one. Then we busted out the main cast iron sewage stack and replaced it with a 4 inch plastic one. The pipe we took out was almost entirely closed off from grease and eighty years of shit. There was only about a 1 inch diameter in the middle of the pipe for turds to pass through. When we showed the pipe to my brother in law he said our arteries do the same thing. They close off. Since my dad had rented this house out to people before he lived in it and the kitchen sink dumped into this line from above, we assumed somebody dumped a lot of grease from cooking down the drain causing this pipe to close off over the years. After replacing the pipe we went upstairs and helped Scott with the painting. We painted for a couple of hours then broke for lunch. My dad made Chef Boyardee ravioli and ham sandwiches. The ravioli from the can was pretty lame but the ham was good. After lunch we continued to paint. At 3:00 Terri Gross came on the radio and she was interviewing Paul Anka. He wrote the song ”My Way” for Frank Sinatra. At one point they played the song “My Way” and my dad, my brother-in-law and I were all singing along to the song on the radio and painting the walls. Then during the interview Terri asked Paul what was the worst version of any song he had written that any musician had ever sang. And he mentioned the same song “My Way “ sang by Sid Vicious of the Sex Pistols. And they played that version and it was horrible and hilarious. I had seen the movie “Sid and Nancy” about the life of Sid Vicious and liked the movie a lot and his version of “My Way” in the movie. Boy did I get a kick out of my dad’s reaction when he heard Sid Vicious version on Terri Gross’ radio program. Which brings me back to another time in high school. A good friend of mine, his mother was really into Frank Sinatra and I guess my friend got tired of hearing about it from his mother. He asked her one day what would you do if you met him? Would you screw him? And his mother fixed his wagon when she told him ‘you better believe it’. I think his mothers answer to his question was right out of the movie ”Diner.” Actually this episode in our lives was better than that movie. My friend was a little depressed with his mother’s answer but that did not stop us from stealing a Christmas tree that year for the holidays.