"A Town Called Hypocrisy" by the Lost Prophets

I'm exhausted so I'll probably keep this one short.

My primary issue for this post is my dad. I don't know whats going on with him. He's way to obsessed with facebook for his own good. He is on there every chance he gets while he's home, and when he's not he's talking to some lady (and there are a few) on the phone. I don't like it. Its just not dad, I'm starting to see why Liz tries to find every excuse to get out of the house. One of these ladies he claims to really like, but then he's stringing along some other woman because she might have some leads on a job.

Its sickening really, I mean even as I type this he's on the phone with one of them, talking all sickeningly sweet, and trying to sound like what he thinks that lady likes. Its just weird and wrong. The weekend I got home he goes out Saturday night and does the walk of shame into the house the next morning just in time, to wash the stink off of himself, and go to church. Never mind that he isn't married to this woman or the facts of biblical advisories about such behavior, or the fact that we really couldn't afford him taking the hour long drive to there and back. This is my dad, who professes self-control and the distinctions between nicety and necessity.

He has always laughingly proclaimed the idea of the double standard between parents and children, but I know for sure that if I, or God forbid Liz, ever followed such an example we'd be punished until we forget what the sun looks like.

The song for the day is "A Town Called Hypocrisy" by the Lost Prophets. Thats what it feels like sometimes when I'm dealing with my dad.

-matt