Use the Code, Father...

The phone rang several times very early this morning and I didn't answer out of fear. Finally, the phone rang twice and quit. I called my father back.

"You're a hard man to get in touch with," my father told me sounding exasperated.

"You know the code," I told him scoldingly. "You had my heart pounding at the earlier calls. I didn't know what to do."

He wanted to know if I slept well last night and to see if I am enjoying having food in the house. Dad was also very kind last night and brought me my Cokes and smokes which I forgot to get earlier in the day yesterday. There was a surprise knock on my door last night which caught Maggie and I both off guard.  Usually, Maggie goes totally gangbusters at my father's arrival, but she was sound asleep on the bed and looked dazed. She stood at the front door without even a whimper or a bark.

"Maggie and I had canned flaky Pillsbury biscuits, bacon and scrambled cheese eggs for breakfast this morning," I told him excitedly. "You know how we love breakfast and breakfast foods."

"Can I come and sit in mom's car for a moment?" I then asked my father changing the subject. "I want to covet!"

My father laughed loudly.

"Hell, you can take it for a drive," my father told me. "It hasn't been cranked in over a month. Blow the cobwebs out of the engine."

Mom's car just lingers and languishes in the garage and has for over a year.

I hurried over to my father's house and quickly drove mom's car out Spring road and back. It is such a nice car. It is in pristine condition for a 2008 Honda Civic with only 48,000 miles on the clock. It did have only 44,000 miles on it, but Charlie drove the shit out of it for two weeks when his Caprica was having trouble. We all laughed when I jokingly told Charlie he was driving the shit out of my car.

"I am going to get on the ball about that car in the next two weeks and get it in your name," my father told me upon my return. "I've decided we are going to give your car to J.W."

J.W. is my father's yardman and still drives a threadbare 1976 Chevrolet pickup. I thought that was an awesome idea on my father's part. I fully and wholeheartedly endorsed his plan and will just have to buy a new computer some other time. I was going to sell my car for $2500 dollars and build a new Threadripper processor based computer.