i am not getting anywhere studying for my italian midterm because i keep thinking about the two things i really want to blog, so i will blog one of them.

But first...i am thinking of writing something about the nature of humour. i have some ideas, but i was wondering if you (my 3 readers) have any thoughts on what makes a person funny? i want to turn this into a bit of a creative non-fiction piece. your thoughts will be appreciated.

So, last night Steve was at my house watching Ghostbusters (with me) and he got a call from his Dad to "come home right now." His Dad had driven the car into a ditch and a hydro pole while driving home drunk from an amateur hockey game. He was supposed to pretend it was him and that he had left the scene of the accident because he had been so upset. Obviously, this didn't work. Steve did not match the description the witness of the accident gave of the man who got out of the car and called someone for a lift, he did not look like he had any reason to have fled the accident and it just wasn't very believable to the cop. the cop, however, was nice enough to tell steve that the lie he recounted would give him a criminal record for obstruction of justice. he told steve they would start the conversation over and that he understand why someone would try to save a parent from a drunk driving charge. we had to go back and get jean because if he didn't present himself at the scene of the accident he would have lost his license anyways. while we were gone the cops changed shift. the new, lady cop, not that i think that that has anything to do with this, was very upset that jean was going to get away with his drunk driving because he fled the scene. steve was rather severely told off for implicating himself and she told him that, were it up to her, he would be charged because, unfortunately, what jean did works. they cannot prove that you were "driving" drunk because you return to the scene of the crime drunk. you could have been so upset when you got home that you drank. anyway, this was a horrible situation. i felt really bad for steve and jean was just an ass. questioning how steve delivered the bullshit story. you were driving DRUNK! He thought because he didn't hit anything/one it would be okay. ha. steve was racing home so much, he didn't know what had actually happened until he saw his dad face-to-face, that he blew his already damaged suspension. his dad was like "well, you shouldn't have driven so fast." i mean, come on, you call someone and tell them to RACE home. what do you expect. you are at least partially responsible for something they do in an attempt to save your ass. well, it was an interesting night. i stayed in the car for the whole thing. it was none of my business, right? i almost had to get out though because for a second it seemed that steve was going to continue with the bullshit story in an attempt to save his Dad, but i could hear the cop explain the consequences and i was going to have to get out of the car and start screaming that it wasn't true, he had been with me, yada yada. it would have been quite a fight after. i am happy it was avoided. imagine getting a criminal record to protect your dad from the drunk-driving charge he has been asking for for the past 6 years. how many times has steve come and gotten him after he had to lock the keys in the truck because there was a roadblock up ahead? i swear...whose the parent and whose the child?