Tonight, around 11:45pm in line at the Lamb Brothers' Liquor Store closest one block from my house, in line in front of me the woman with curlers in her hair was buying a phone card - ten dollars for one hour to talk to Uganda. I was buying two six packs for myself and Jane and our houseguest for the week, friend Lulu from Austin. Uganda woman left the parking lot driven by a man in a new silver Volkswagon station wagon. I fell asleep snoring on the couch as Jane and Lulu talked about breastmilk.