I've lived in Jacksonville almost since to the Pliestocene. When I was a kid, we didn't have rock, paper, scissors. We only had rock. It was a stupid game; it was always a tie.
My wife Carol and I have been married for, well, it seems like forever (it's really been 16 years, but there's nothing funny about saying it that way). We're pretty normal. We live in a house, drive cars, and have jobs. That's all normal, right?