I came home and whined that I was hungry and there was no supper. (We are both incapable children around here.) Lloyd said we could make frozen pizza, and I whined that it was just a Disk of Food. He said I “had to stop complaining” when “he tried to be helpful”. Grumble, grumble…. we ate the disk. I decided not to “dirty any plates”.
Resourceful children.
Meanwhile, Lloyd was engrossed in a FOUR AND A HALF HOUR ‘CHESS BLITZ’ TOURNAMENT that some super-nerds put on the internet. The play-by-play is hilarious, with all kinds of impassioned color commentary about CHESS. FOR CRYING OUT LOUD.
They’ve even got the Hot Chess Girl in her checkerboard suit, making Zoolander faces and looking exotic while she oohs and ahhhs over CHESS. I AM NOT KIDDING.
CHESS.