Closet Extremist

"Pookie The Arbitrator"

Yup, that's me. It seems that every time my roommate and his significant other are having a discussion, one of them will make a declarative statement, and then the other will dispute it. The subjects range from religion to dirty-dishes, so the conversations are quite diverse. I'll be sitting here at my computer desk, and "Hey Pookie!" will waft in from the other room. My response is almost invariably "What-ee?", even though I know that the "Arbitrator" is now needed.

Tonight's episode included the most rivetting question I've had to judge to date. The dispute was Herculean, and I knew that the matter would require all my faculties to properly bring about balance to the Universe.

Really though. The question was: "Was Cheer's a "Male" show?". It took me about a second-and-a-half to answer "It was Androgynous". Luckily, all parties involved understood the meaning of androgynous, so they went back to their discussion.

Just think. I could have been hanging out with this guy tonight. Despite all these new rules, I would have had a good time.

Stupid high gas prices.