InnerTeub

Update on Rock Paper Scissors:

When rock paper scissoring for who was going to run Moose down for his final emptying last night (or, as we like to call it, “Checking the Perimeter”) (What? I live with two Germans), we went five rounds of us each throwing rock before I was finally felled by him throwing paper. I quickly pulled up my blog to show him the irrefutable logic of the paper-winning fallacy, and I was RESOUNDINGLY shut down.

It would appear that paper beating rock is as hard and fast a rule as calling shotgun. It’s also possibly that theBoss Lebowski‘d the situation, declaring: “This isn’t ‘Nam, man: There are rules”

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In other news, it’s the Boss’s birthday today. Fittingly, this was the cartoon at xkcd.com:

We get busy. Stressed out. We snap and grumble. But some days we do get it just right, and we help each other leave the world behind.

Happy  birthday, Baby.

(In case you were curious: I did NOT get him a geeky present like last year’s label maker. No siree. This year, he got coasters.

REALLY NICE coasters. So there.)