The Root of All Evil

My mother used to say the craziest things when I was younger, but now that I am older and a mother myself, they don’t seem quite as crazy.  One thing that sticks out in my mind is, whenever we’d ask for a Nintendo 64 (yep, that’s how old I am) she’d respond, “NO!  That’s the Japanese way of taking over the world.  They’re trying to make it so people can’t think!”   While I used to think that was totally absurd, I am starting to think she may have had a point.  

Tonight, Doug said, “These Triple Double Oreos are the root of all evil!”  while he reached into the package.   This made me think back on my mother and the world domination of the Japanese and I started to think, “huh, Oreo’s just might be the root of all evil.”  I mean, I have absolutely NO willpower when it comes to Oreos.  None.   My mother- the jerk that she is- gave Doug some Double Stuffed Oreos for his birthday.  Doesn’t that sound nice of her?  A gift.  Except that Doug- the jerk that he is- went and left town for a few days and left me home, alone with the Oreos that he opened.  I can assure you they did not make it through the first evening, but in my defense, I let Andrew have 2.  See, not only do I have no will power, I am gluttonous, and rude.  I mean- I ate Doug’s gift.  All of it.   Maybe those Japanese should start selling Oreo’s with their game systems and then their domination of the world would happen a little faster.