I Am High on Coconut Fumes

I got this pack of sorbet from the Costco (cuz I'm a member of that elitist establishment). It is a delightfully delicious sorbet set INSIDE carved out fruit. It is my new favorite thing in the universe! I had coconut last night. Then I wanted to eat another so I could make a coconut bikini. Or horse hooves.

Anyway, still suffering the effects (yes, of coconut sorbet!), I sat down to write a post about how we, as Americans ought to be dignified in our responses towards the death of Bin Laden. And I sincerely meant it. After 9-11, the media showed celebrations in the Middle East at our loss. That behavior was horrific, let's not stoop. Lets be sober and calm, knowing that some kind of justice has been met.

But then I read this post and it made me much happier. Really, this is a great blog to read if you'd like to smile and she also makes the best clocks in the known universe. And amusing plates. And gloriously breakable coffee mugs.

Anyway. Read:

I understand that scissors can beat paper, and I get how rock can beat scissors, but there's no way paper can beat rock. Paper is supposed to magically wrap around rock leaving it immobile? Why can't paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college rule constantly suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class? I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody, a rock would tear it up in two seconds. When I play Rock Paper Scissors, I always choose rock. Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my already clenched fist and say, “Oh sorry, I thought paper would protect you.”

See, that's way better than a pious plea for decorum, isn't it? (That's what happens when you eat tropical fruit.)

(Wait, is coconut a fruit? I think it's a nut cocoNUT? Hmmm ... lemme have another and I will return and report.)

It's ....... a drupe.