Everybody needs someone to spell out their name

Cheer me on, cheer me up, cheer me on.

My dad came up yesterday. Since he had a heartattack a couple years ago, all he ever talks about is dying, but yesterday he was telling me about my inheritance if he should bite the dust tomorrow.. And shit. I don't know... He's mellowed out more in general but he still says dumb shit ("As you get older, you care less and less about other people.") But I guess having your mortality waved in your face is enough to chill anyone out.