No arguments until the last five minutes of the party:
Uncle: Postscript, have you read Robert Bork's book?
Me: (laughs) The Tempting of America? Yeah.
Uncle: Yeah, I like his books, I almost bought it for you...
Me: I love Bork. He's so ridiculous.
pause.
Uncle: I didn't find it ridiculous at all.
Sigh. I had already had to leave the room once that evening when my great-aunt was discussing the relative merits of various priests she had known.
Those darn Republicans.
P.S. I'll be away until the second--unless one of my grandmother's neighbors has unsecure wireless, expect no posts.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment