Wherein The Gender Of A Rather Large Rock Is Discussed, or, Why Isn't This Getting Easier As I Get Older?

Act Fourteen, Scene Five

Cast: Man Reading The Gnostic Gospels, Woman Reading Vanity Fair

Setting: 4:23 PM, Powells Books, Portland

MRTGG: Last night when I was at dinner I overheard two women talking about whether Mt. Hood was male or female.
WRVF: What did they decide?
MRTGG: They didn't - one said male the other said female.
WRVF: Which side do you come down on?
MRTGG: Mt. Hood is definitely female.
WRVF: Whys that?
MRTGG: Because she's capricious, frigid, utterly heartless, looks easy from a distance and you have no idea how much trouble you're in until its too late.
WRVF: Wow. I have no response to that.