Indeed. As my daughter used to say:
That's increbidle.

hands-on impresario
Tegel  Design +  Planning

On Oct 19, 2009, at 1:24 PM, deb bledsoe <[log in to unmask]> wrote:

> one of your best - thank god you were prepared with 20 Yrs of  
> therapy!!!!  and were a good example for Peanut!
> ~deb
>
> [log in to unmask] wrote:
>> The Haijj is over ; the great spiritual journey of driving ones 88  
>> yr old cigar smoking crusty father who can't pee straight and my  
>> sister the former Bob Hope bomb shell who entertained the troops  
>> from China Beach to Pleiku with busty preformances of the Gong  
>> show  to give  it all up to join Sai Baba  of (Don't worry be  
>> Happy) fame plus  the familys two identical Maine Coon cats now  
>> caged who would'nt  give a rats ass  if they could get a claw into  
>> you . and given half a chance .... they did  when I fed them
>>
>> My sister is right out of central casting ;
>> as someone who burned her bra in central park in 65 she still has  
>> two hostile projectiles that can still hold the vision of  the  
>> common man
>> She is I would say a free spirit ; as someone who is not  opposed  
>> to disrobing on the beach to worship the sun ; or using coarse  
>> language to tell you off  .
>> This of course is  polar opposite to Daddy who smokes  Romeo and  
>> Julliets special reserve in a corona ; wears the same paint  
>> spattered clothes ;listens to Rush liombaugh and is adversed to  
>> bathing in water unless its in his whiskey .
>>
>> Then there is me ; the wheel man ; the Choffer -;the bag man for  
>> the both of them because they can't keep cash or a nickle or a  
>> credit card in their pocket because they both forget ;
>> then they fight because neither one can keep a decent  
>> conversation ; as it always was in this family one has to be right  
>> and the other has to wrong and oh boy the one who is wrong is  
>> stupid and shamed  ...a tennis match of absurdity
>> At this point I am rolling my eyes ;10.000 years of recorded human  
>> history (if you count the paintings in the dordonge ) and its the  
>> same shit .
>> Predictability  the argument then gets personal ....then  the furr  
>> flys ;.....then the  cats crap .
>>
>> Its the middle of the night and we are driving down 29 South into  
>> the Blue ridge Mountains south of Charlottesville dodging rummies  
>> returning home from clog dancing at road houses .
>> Were going to vist our mothers tomb in the morning up in the  
>> Drummond  hill country of Cold Mountain near Amherst .
>> Mama's  buried now 40 years; and sister is starting to emote over  
>> what a bastard the old man was ;
>> To retaleate The old man is talking story about what a pain in the  
>> ass sister was and is pushing her buttons..... and mine becausing I  
>> am driving and I don't need this shit .
>>
>> The bickering and the argument between them and I feel like i am in  
>> the back seat of the station waggon when I was five and mom and dad  
>> would have at it over some bullshit  that didn't make sence then  
>> and sure as hell dosen't make sence now
>> Only this time Iis me at the wheel and I am doing my best at  
>> recalling and invoking 20yrs of therarpy to prepare me for this  
>> moment ; this divine moment when all the stars in the universe are  
>> twinkling at me through the  trees ;
>> the beautiful fall trees of the Blue ridge mountains and I am going  
>> down hill twisting and turning on  hair pin  turns and these two  
>> numbkulls  who I am related to and ; who are essentially the same  
>> actors of my childhood  recreating the same stress and provacative  
>> uglyness as it was when I was five and wanted to throw myself from  
>> the car just to be out of it
>>
>> only this time I can't ;
>> I am holding the fucking wheel yelling at them to shut the fuck up  
>> through the blue cigar smoke and the dim lights of the dash
>> ; to which they in  turn , now turn on me ;and are  yelling at me  
>> to shut the fuck up as it is their fight ;and now the cats are  
>> crapping and meowing and everybodys yelling  at everybody .....and  
>> I am having one of those unearthly dejuvue moments wondering if its  
>> not better  just  to drive the car over the cliff and incarnate  
>> another time ;
>> but  the problem is peanuts in my rear view mirror
>> and so I am ....as they say in the trade.... stucco
>> I now  miss my turn and devise a plan to refuse to drive anymore  
>> until they cut all of the  crap (and this includes the cats ).
>> I get everyone to appologize before moving on ;
>> Its late
>> the old man needs a bath ; sister needs a valuium ,and I am ready  
>> to leave my body  if I don't make a beverage and a bed real soon .
>> Who ever said its not the trip  but the journey ?
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