Better to Sleep It Off
I admit that driving under the influence is not funny in itself. Too many lives have been lost because someone was feelin' jus' fine to drive after having swilled five beers, two whiskies, three gin tonics, and a little celebratory bubbly. Granted that there are those who aren't fit to drive after just one beer, such as my husband. But then, he doesn't drink because he doesn't like the taste of alcohol. Still, when the only damages are only to inanimate things, some situations can get very strange, and elicit a couple of guffaws. About a couple of weeks ago, a film appeared on the news of a drunk driver in a pedestrian square in Seville at around six in the morning. A guy was trying to drive his car up some steps into a square. When he realized he couldn't, he got down, looked around at the situation, and went and sat behind the wheel again, trying to back down the stairs. He hit trees behind him, the wall by the stairs, and stopped again. By this time, the po...