The Weekly Erinism- Friday, October 9th, 2009

The other day, Erin and I were out running errands in the Santa Fe, when over the horizon, a giant Burger King sign materialized.

"Burger King," Erin said. Not realizing she expected a response, I didn't reply.
"Burger King. Dadoo, Burger King."
"Yes, I see it Erin."
"I wonder if that one has a playground?" she queried.
"No, that one doesn't have one."
"But Dadoo, it might have a playground."
"It doesn't."
"But Dadoo, I'm just saying, it might have a playground."
"It doesn't. We've been there before. It doesn't have..."
"Dadoo! I'm just saying that it MIGHT have a playground!"
"And I'm telling you that it does not. We've been there before. It does not have a playground."
"Well... maybe we should go there, just to make sure."
"Erin, you can trust me, it DOES NOT have a playground, and we are not going there."
"But maybe you're wrong... or you're just kidding. We should stop and make sure you're not wrong."
"I'm not wrong, and we're not going there. THERE IS NO PLAYGROUND."
"FINE!! YOU NEVER LISTEN TO ME!!"