This week my husband and I celebrated our thirteen year dating anniversary! Since we’ve been so busy, we decided to keep it low key and had a coffee and chess date at a café one of our friends had told us about. The place was super cool: a C.S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien themed café. I had a Silver Sea cappuccino and a Reepicheep grilled cheese.
We had brought our own travel chess set, but one of the tables was already set with a Lord of the Rings board and pieces. Just so you know, playing with a themed set is way harder than playing with a normal set. I mean, first of all, the pieces all look super different, which is confusing, and I feel different about sacrificing a pawn when it’s a hobbit. The emotional connotation is just really different.
Things were going really well until the guys at the bar started talking about cats… and their mothers. One of the guys, a gentleman I would place at about fifty said, “My mother was always awful. She said I was just like my father. But I told her, I’m not like my father, I’m not a rapist.” (more…)