Okay, here's the scoop. We all have a mother. At least in the abstract, biological sense, we all have a mother.
My friend Mr.Guy's mom is a mom of mythology. The merciless sense of humor of a goddess. Wry, witty, clever, only a hint of a joke. And she scares me a little bit. I'm afraid she will hate me. With the wrath of a goddess.
She is a compelling character, indeed.
Mr.Guy wrote and attached a "pithy" email from his mom. I must show it to you.
your father must like to be in the doghouse,
he does not seem to learn and continues to annoy me.
Please note for the future:
If I should die due to an auto accident caused by his
poor driving..and he survives... remind him that I will
haunt him for the rest of his life!
your mother
I kind of like that his dad will be haunted and reminded of being haunted. I also kind of like that Mr.Guy will call his dad on the phone and say, "So how's the ghost of mom?"
Of course, I do wonder...Why doesn't she move out to the doghouse and set up shop on her own? She could build a small addition for a kitchenette and bathroom. She could probably fit a pedal car in there, too. Then she wouldn't have to experience his poor driving first hand. In fact, she could be towed behind the car like a water skiier! Wouldn't that be swell? And so much more dry!
Posted by dotty at July 18, 2003 10:56 AM
Dad likely won't pay much attention. But I just now thought of something else I could say, re:
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I could say, "Hey Dad, so do you ever think of Mom? Since you were responsible for her death and all."