CRAP CRAP and CRAP
Today my dad and I did something that we have been doing for the last 25 years. Every year on Memorial day weekend, they have this thing called the 4th street cruise. In a nutshell, this is about 200 old cars going around about 30 blocks for five hours. Then they have a sock hop and everyone drinks tons of booze and gets drunk. It used to be fun. Now the exhaust gives me a migraine. We used to spend five - six hours there. We were there for 22 minutes today. My granny had a collapsed lung and they sent her home anyway. Dad is soooo sick of her. She needs to go to a care facility. Her youngest son does not want to do that. And she gets snotty with my dad. My dad hates her even more now than he used to when he was growing up.
C'est la vie.
C'est la vie.