Mornings At Dad's House

He slowly makes his way over to his favorite chair but not before he sleepily says good morning. He sits down with a small thump and a slight screech from the old lazy boy chair. His hair is all over and sticking up like an evil mad scientist from Dr. Moto. 5 minutes later he sluggishly rises to his feet and makes his way to the kitchen. He looks at the coffee machine and thinks for a while before deciding to make some, as if were a hard choice. He moves slowly determined to make some coffee. After making his coffee he slowly makes his way over to his favorite chair and sits down again. He then looks up at the TV and freezes like a person who got turned to stone by Medusa. He watches the every move of the things on the TV as if they were real and were going to suddenly put out of the screen and eat him. I say to my self that I am glad he is not still sleeping because that would be worse. When he sleeps he is like a bear in a cosy cave, almost nothing can wake him up and he snore really loud. One funny thing is he does this every morning, it is like he tapes himself then plays it back over and over again in 3D. I hope that when I get older I am not like that........well maybe just a little like that......it looks some what fun. :) :)