Not funny...

The other night, I found myself reciting the story of "my favorite DV." (DV=domestic violence). Ok, I know DV isn't funny. It's very serious and sad and not fun. BUT, sometimes.. every once in a great while, the stories are so bizarre that you can't help but let out maybe a little teensy-weensy chuckle... as a defense mechanism only, of course... in order to cope... with how tragic the situations really are.

Today we had a DV case where an adult daughter got mad at her mom for staying out all night partying, so she pummeled her with potatoes. No one got hurt, mom admitted she was a jerk. All ended well.

I also had one today between two homeless, gay, interracial lovers. One guy got mad and set the other's tent on fire (with boyfriend in it!). It was actually a pretty bad case - the victim also got beaten with a chain and the firestarter got stabbed in self-defense. So yeah, bad.. but c'mon... there could be a potential Brokeback Mountain sequel in the works here... About a relationship that defies all of the odds... even arson.