Yep, just rollin’ naked in the crazy lately. Drunk birthday party Mom? Pretty sure she was sniffin’ glue too. Their address doesn’t exist on Google maps..& if Google can’t find it, then it must not exist at all, right? So then I look up her name…that doesn’t exist either. Now I’m wondering if I’m smoking crack, or if this family is full of mob stoolies in the witness protection program, with any & all references to them, real or otherwise, wiped from existence. Finally, I try a reverse lookup on her phone number…& I get her first name, with a different last name, & an address that’s close to what she has provided, were it spelt correctly. By then I was just happy to have found it, managing to avoid another convoluted conversation with her on the phone. So I pull in the driveway, a few minutes after the designated time, & there, on the front porch, are half a dozen grown ups, smokin’ & drinkin’! Seriously?!