As I was lying in bed this morning, God showed me Kojak. Or perhaps it was Mister Clean. An older man, like me, shaved bald (also me), but tough. And muscular! I immediately started thinking. "Wow God. I need to start working out again; join a gym or something." And then I remembered my big workout yesterday. I drove myself to Walmart and then CVS, and that great workout (Ha!) totally did me in. I was done for the day! Ridiculous... But then God played the chorus of the song