Took Mom to a doctor’s appointment in Portland today. A vascular surgeon, in fact. She was anxious and worried and she hurt. To pass the time during the drive, and I think to give the illusion of feeling chipper and carefree, she read the street signs outloud as we drove. Every. single. one of them.
My head hurts.
Hey, did you know the speed limit on this road is 25mph?
Yes and I don’t care, bwahahahahahaaaaa.
Did you ever see “Forget Paris” with Billy Crystal and Debra Winger? There’s a scene with Billy Crystal driving an old man (DW’s Dad maybe? I can’t remember) who is reading all the signs. Hilarious movie. http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0113097/
No, but I need to. Or maybe not…I have the real thing here. My head still hurts.