A Classic Battle of Wits...

During the last two months, my wife has beaten me at a game that I taught her how to play. Needless to say this has the effect of altering my ego and leaving it in a much smaller state of affairs. I showed her tricks, traps, tactics, and strategies; I revealed my secret moves and the reasoning behind my openings, and what does she do? She uses them against me. It wouldn't be so bad, except when she wins, she gets up and jumps up and down saying "I won," "I beat you," "ha-ha-ha," "hee-hee-hee."

All in a very loving way of course. When she wins though, I feel much like this:









Therefore, I have clandestinely purchased this book and have been stealthly studying and strategizing in order to once again gain the chessic upper-hand.


Categories: The Trivial and Mundane