Rock, Paper, Scissors /edit

Remember this game from our youth? Okay, here's how it works: rock beats scissors, paper beats rock, scissors beat paper.

Now, to put this into the terms of our modern dating society:

Blonde beats Brains
Boobs beat Blonde
but Brains never beats anyone.

(how's that for alliteration? And look, I even made it a poem for you.)

And don't think you can combine Brains with any of these and have it somehow assist in the beating of anything else. Smart women are, apparently, not that desirable. Oh, lots of guys SAY they want a smart woman...but not too smart. Can't possibly be remotely intimidating. Else you are kicked to the proverbial curb (see poem above). Also, the one exception to this rule is dear Amanda. She has two out of the three (won't tell you which) and the boys love her. :)

On a slightly happier note, I went to see The DaVinci Code last night at the drive-in with my brother and his girlfriend. I can understand why the critics had trouble with the pacing, but there's a lot of stuff that needs to be explained; you can't just show people this stuff and hope they'll get it. There were a few changes made from the novel (probably for time's sake), but on the whole it was a fairly accurate and faithful to the book. Tom Hanks did not piss me off, so that should tell you something.

All right, I have two rather pathetic looking cats staring at me now, so I suppose I should give them their morning meal. Hope everyone is having a fantabulous weekend and that your Sunday lives up to its name.