drunken_birth_givers trixie Cape Cod: driving back from a place on the side of the road my drunken father, mother, and i almost hit another car. good thing we laughed about it as we pulled into the parking lot of our condo. my mother bet my father "a good night's sleep" (whatever that means) that he was more than a foot and a half over the line. silly mother, he was exactly on the line, thus permitting him to shreik with joy and point at her, still sitting in the car, and say that she suffered from "penis envy." when we got inside he put his feet on the table and ordered her to untie his shoes "woman." he would continue to tag "woman" or "white girl" onto the end of every utterance for the next hour until he would sit down and write a postcard to his sister and ask how to spell chiffero, Nantucket, and dresser. they put in an offer for a house here. 040720 what's it to you? who go blather from