You Know What's Crazy?

My grey kneesocks are in Dolsky’s basement.

Alcohol can completely change the vibe of a party. Completely.

That everything around us, out of our control (or in it) takes over our lives, predicts it, changes it, navigates it:

            The Internet

            Money

            Alcohol

            Technology

            Gender

Speaking of gender: that’s what else is crazy. Women will always correct, motivate, push their lovers to be as best as they can.  They will glance across the center console, shooting lasers from their eyes to their men…always signaling: get on with the story/stop talking/you drive horribly/I need Subway. 

And men will always be there, dog-eyed and willing: to bend, to break, to fix the lamp and to build the wall, to hold your hair back and to calm you the cuss down, to hear it without having to listen, to turn off the light when you’re already under the covers, to warm up your cold hands, to eat what you make for him, to love love love love love, to agree with your opinions or counter them neatly and intelligently, to stop when you tell him to, leave the party with you when you’re tired, disagree with someone in your defense, eat your crusts, call you beautiful, tell you you’re right when even you know you’re wrong, internalize the feelings you’re thowingtossingchucking at him INCESSANTLY, breathe.  It’s so much more than opening car doors and paying the check.