after a short (very short) session of swimming at rodney's sister's apartments we headed home. it was toby's first time in a pool, but we were ready to get our sundy evening started. pj's, tv, dinner, all-around-just-sitting-around. so we're driving, minding our own business, but as we discussed current events this little black car cut off rodney UGLY. she missed us by literally one centimeter. rodney goes all roadrageish, cussing etc. . . we drive on. but the skinny-white-big sunglasses-paris hilton-wannabe flips us off. so, rod rolls down the windows to ensure she hears his rantings this time. she yells back to us "so what, your ugly; you know what, you're both ugly!" . . . . . my feelings were hurt. seriously. i mean, her beef is with rodney, not me. so why i'm am bashed. do i look ugly? does the red of the car make me look fat? jeez! but in turn i start laughing. laughing at her cuz she is obviously drunk (hello! she called me ugly) she has a cigarette in one hand and i'm sure her cell phone in the other (none on the wheel, that's for sure). she's hilarious. i laughed and laughed causing her to become even more enraged. the more angry she becomes the funnier i find this whole thing, but i know i have to be responsible. so i roll up our window and motion for her to go away already. she won't go away! so rodney yells and she skwaks ALLLLL the way down frankford road.
finally, we continue on our way and stop at a gas station. i look back at thomas for the first time. he hasn't taken his eyes off of his gameboy once.
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