Mara and I took Mama to Olive Garden in Charlotte tonight. Mara and I fought on the way up, so I was in a really bad mood by the time we got there. But I loosened up. A few glasses of sangria helped with that. Then I bitched about politics on the way back to the house, trying to explain to Mama all the bizarre shit that George Bush and Republicans have been up to. It’ll be a small wonder if Mama ever goes anywhere with us again.