RoCkInG The Boat!

		Saturday, December 27, 2003
		I Am My Brother's Keeper True to form, the Christmas Holiday has turned into yet another of my annual trips to "Dysfunction Junction", wherein the interaction with certain elements within the great, extended family that is my birthright and patrimony results in emotional responses ranging from near passsive-aggressive levels of guilt, frustration and resentment, all the way off the scale to actual Fear For The Life And Well-Being Of Others. Not to burden you, dear reader with the grisley details, but suffice it to say, I write this from a small coffee house in Northeast Portland, where I have escaped to after three days of babysitting an alcoholic younger brother who, despite all his well-meaning intentions, has pretty much single-handedly turned this Festive Season into -- well, if not exactly a living nightmare, then at the very least several days of anxious, sleep-depriving wariness, while some or other relative sits up until the wee hours either waiting for said brother to stumble home from his nightly depravations, or else waiting for the almost equally odds-on phone call from the local constabulatory informing us of little brother's incarceration for public inebriation, aggressive pan-handling, petty theft or assaulting a police officer. Needless to say, it's not a pleasant way to spend time with the family. Fortunately, The Rose City shall provide some brief respite, where I can hopefully make some small, necessary withdrawls from the Karmic ATM of my soul, instead of having the loose change sucked out of my psychic pockets by the Black Sheep of Arizona. I'm just greatful ONE side of my family exhibits a tendency towards something resembling sanity... And by the way, to those of you I haven't said this to in person -- I hope you've had a Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, Festive Kwanzaa or whatever you choose to celebrate this time of year, and that you remember to save a little of that merriment and joy you've felt these past few days for those (not just myself), who could sure use a bit of cheer right now to balance the scales back to equilibrium. Posted byCOMTE on 9:25 AM

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