It's been a fun-filled few weeks here in the valley of the Crescent as it always is when a favorite 'relation' comes to visit and....STAYS to play. Why the 'quotes' you may ask? It is a long, long story with many liberties taken but here it goes.... A 'cousin' of sorts is here and staying in the MotorHovel campsite. We (this 'cousin' of sorts and I) had known of each other for a few years (an entire lifetime really) when one day we realized that we really like eachother. This being due to sharing a similar sense of the absurd and a genuine love of mescal. Thus, we decided (sub-consciously, of course) to become good friends. You know how those things go....you know someone casually for years and then something clicks and voila you ask yourself "where have you been all my life?"
Well, one day we come to find out that we are actually somewhat related via a convoluted web, of marriages (and divorces). This amazing information is gleaned from the wide world web. This was not your usual ancestry.com kind of discovery as the lines are much more blurred and need a bit of 'faith' to actually connect the dots. It is a stretch, but, this 'eureka' moment was one we both chose to embrace wholeheartedly and have since declared ourselves 'cousins' from that day forward. Now all the pressure is off and we are no longer required to be on best behaviour all the time. Like all good relatives we now allow the occasional lapse into naughtiness without the fear of a rift or a misunderstanding turning into a 'disowning' or a 'growing apart' sort of situation. We can humiliate and taunt without recrimination. We can annoy and then re-group. We can gossip about others and we can agree on what everyone else should be doing. We are after all, 'related', not by blood, but by the internet, which trumps scissors any way you play it.