While sitting in a closing recently, I pretty much zoned out as my job was finished, but out of decorum I couldn't leave because that would look unprofessional. So as the sellers squabbled over surveys and sales specifics, I decided to play some of those stupid games that y'all girls would play in the backs of buses. The games where invariably groans or giggles would attract the attention of the guys who were busy playing their Gameboy or cards. The time-tested and reliable game of MASH. For the uninitiated, its the game of Mansion-Apartment-Shack-House. It predicted your future of your spouse, car, dwelling, job, kids and location. Sadly, I think my name was always thrown on the list as the gag-prize which would elicit the groans. It'd be like "Jordan Knight, Tom Cruise, AC Slater, ALF and Victor". And yeah, I was worse than ALF, which is understandable b/c ALF liked to eat cats. Get it? Read between the lines, dagnabbit! Cats...pussy cats....aaah. Feh. Anywho, I'd have to say that those tests were semi-accurate. Although I am not married (yet) to the daughter from "My Two Dads", I still have high hopes. Maybe it'd help if I knew her name. I'm pretty sure none of my jobs, cars or locations worked out as most of the time, they were unrealistic stuff like "a jet-powered rhino" as a car, living on Mars or "high-paid attorney" as a job. Apparantly, the counterpart to playing MASH was then to play TRUE LOVE with whomever was selected as your future mate. The way TRUE LOVE works is this:

T - 1 L - 1
R - 2 O - 1
U - 1 V - 1
E - 0 E - 0
Total is 43..which would be the percentage of there being true love between us. Sniff. Anywho, play MASH yourself at www.playmash.com and see what the future holds for you.

Who knew that ALF went to school??