The Hat.

Picture it:

It is 7:30 on Saturday night. K, M and I are sitting on the couch, watching Good Times and trying to figure out what we wanted to do that night. We had options; we did not have motivation or decisiveness. We were all just kind of eh about everything. Then, M had a silly but brilliant idea: we would take a poll. And, out came the Hat of Indecision.

Each of us got three ballots. Three was the perfect number as it thereby guaranteed there would be no ties but also properly reflected our indecision because if any of us could make a decision in one ballot we wouldn't need the Hat. Our first vote was whether to stay in (I) or go out (O). I pulled the ballots, while M narrated in a combination of lottery girl and Biggest Loser type drama. In a 5-4 split, the O's took it. We were going out.

But, gosh, where? Well, we could go to Adobo. Or, maybe Butch's. Or, oh, I don't know. No need to suffer the pangs of indecision when you have the Hat. We took another ballot and once again it was a 5-4 split, with Butch's taking the win. As it turns out, both times, K and I were 2-1 in favor of the ultimately winning outcome. But, even though M technically "lost" her ballots, she was not unhappy. You can't be unhappy when the Hat speaks. (Again, if any of us felt strongly about any of the decisions, we wouldn't have used the Hat.) The Hat gave us the motivation we needed.

We got to Butch's in the best mood. K and M played the soundtrack of our night through the jukebox. The two bachelorette parties/girls' weekend groups should have thanked them. We were singing, dancing, making friends. The Hat was not wrong. Do not doubt the Hat.