If you don't like Star Wars, I don't like you.

Potomac Fever
In her own way, my mom is every bit as divorced from reality as my dad. She talks about "The Corporations" and "The Companies" as if they are aliens come to this world to destroy us all. Um, Mom? You know Meijer, where you shop at least once a week? That's a corporation. The lady that cuts and colors your hair? She's a company. Your bosses? They're incorporated. Corporations and companies are everywhere, they are us, the people you love and the places you go. When she talks about "The Corporations" and "The Companies," she sounds like a crazy person. She sounds like her husband.

Is inevitable madness the curse of every Wilson? I must watch the Mountain of Love and The L.A.W. closely.