I have absolutely nooooooo strategy whatsoever when it comes to games other than card games. If you have one ounce of strategy and we go head to head at, say, Stratego, you're winning. I know why. It's because I prefer not to know how things are going to end. I like the surprise of it all.
If I'm in a meeting or in the middle of a sticky business problem I have oodles of strategy, oodles of brainstorming ability, walk myself right out of the box, grab the solution, tuck it under my arm, and quietly hand it over to the group.
Sit me down in front of a Rubik's Cube, however, and I'm stuck there indefinitely. Past dinner. Past breakfast. Past my 40th birthday. Past retirement. Except if no one's looking, and then I strategize to take the stickers off and put them "where they belong". :)
This three-year-old girl has way more strategy than I'll ever dream of having, and equally impressive is that she has the dexterity of an adult.
What the hell is in her baby bottle?
Saturday morning I had a dream that the cylons attacked Earth. I never found out if I was a cylon but I do know that my female co-workers did not fare well in the fight. I looked up into the sky and directly above my head I saw the underbelly of the base ship through the dark storm clouds. It was beautiful. I think that means that I am, in fact, a cylon.
Where the good/only gay bar in town used to be? Now a different type of meat bar -- a Papa John's. (No cockroaches, Avi.)