Remember Michael Lohan? He's the nominal father of America's #1 rehabber Lindsay Lohan. Now being Lindsay's dad has it's pressures, what with trying to negotiate reality TV deals, selling his daughter's shit on EBay, and occasionally pretending to give a shit (poor Lindsay - her problems make so much sense when put in context). Looks like the pressure finally caught up with him because Father of the Year was whisked off to Hoag Hospital (that's Hoag with an a and not Hog - despite what you might expect) in Newport Beach for some angioplasty. Now for everyone who doubts that America has the best health care system in the world, the procedure was a complete success. It was so successful in fact that that Mikey was sent home the same day. That gave him a chance to stop into Jack in the Box to get something to eat (Michael was full of beans again, as he screamed out the guy on the drive through). After an ordeal you've got to keep your cholesterol, if not your strength, up.
Then again, by way of second opinion, Michael's chest pains may not have been a heart attack, but a Fred-attack.
