and he never showed his face again

So, general update thing: Dad's tooth is infected and he's still trying to say he's not sick. Best part was him asking whether the one side of his face was a different color when he was sitting in uneven lighting. ...Right.
Mom's gone over all scrapbooky, and I don't think she meant to, but then that artist thing got the better of her.
Wet shoes, attempts to run, and cement floors are not so much with the mixing. ow ow OW. (Just bruises, thankfully, nothing broken.)
And it appears I've got an interview tomorrow morning, for Gainful Employment. Inna factory, but hey, it'll pay well...