On February 2nd, 2009, a special cocktail, (shown below) was given to a mild mannered, average citizen who was happily married and living the good life. He was relaxed, happy, well fed, anxiously engaged in good works and enjoying his family and the daily activities of his life.

For visual proof of just how well-adjusted and happy this person was, please see the next picture. Recognize him? Yes, to many of you he is your dad. Notice the casual pose. Note there are no lines of stress in his face. He is relaxed and breathing in the flowers of life, even in the middle of a harsh winter with temperatures in the low teens. He is so happy there are green leaves on the trees and he only needs shirtsleeves in the middle of winter.
HOWEVER, WHEN HE WOKE ON THE MORNING OF FEBRUARY 3RD AND LOOKED IN THE MIRROR, THIS IS WHAT WAS LOOKING BACK AT HIM!!!!!!!!

I'm promised that I will return to normal on February 10th. In the meantime I am locked in the basement of our home being fed steak, chicken, lamb, copious amounts of spaghetti, delicious salads, fruit juices, home made bread and a variety of specially made treats that only radioactive people can eat. In addition, I have to sleep in, watch plenty of movies and read favorite books.
Honestly, the look isn't that bad. I'm getting used to it.
Love Dad