21 02 2011
America’s Most Wanted
My sister came over to have dinner with Dad while I went to the Chiropractor.
When I came in, I overheard her explaining to Dad about the TV reporter that was mobbed and raped in Egypt.
"Noooooooo." I said to her quickly as I changed the channel, "We do not watch those kind of shows."
In order to take Dad back to his "happy place", I put on a DVD of old Broadway musicals while I checked my email and caught up on a little work.
"Kathy! Kathy! Come in here quick!" Dad yelled from the next room.
Thinking he was hurt, I leaped from my chair and ran in to see him sitting on the couch, perfectly fine, thank goodness.
"There was a warning on the television from the FBI about something (you know that standard FBI Warning at the beginning of all DVDs) and I want you to turn it off. If the FBI is involved with the TV, I'd just as soon read the paper."
One quick click of the Fast Forward button and the feds were out, and the singing and dancing were in!