{"id":2974,"date":"2013-01-08T14:01:17","date_gmt":"2013-01-08T21:01:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/?p=2974"},"modified":"2016-04-07T15:58:45","modified_gmt":"2016-04-07T22:58:45","slug":"2974","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/?p=2974","title":{"rendered":". . ."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>(But the most suspicious <I>legitimate<\/I> rock-paper-scissors throw is, of course, the scissors.<\/p>\n<p>It is the only sign you cannot really explain away with a clever excuse, even if you are a robot. \u201cI was trying to make a Vulcan peace sign, but \u2014 I failed!\u201d simply does not cut it compared to the elegance of rock\u2019s yawning and stretching or paper\u2019s \u201cWhat? I have a hand!\u201d)<\/p>\n<p>There is Navvy Jim, there, throwing scissors. There is Emily, looking guilty, with one hand under the table \u2014 flat and open, he would guess.<\/p>\n<p>And <i>she<\/i> is looking down, shamefaced, flattening her paper-hand against her knee under the table, but Navvy Jim \u2014<\/p>\n<p>Navvy Jim is grinning fondly. He makes over half that grin to guilt, and he apologizes, but his apology stops at this:<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI am sorry, sir. I couldn\u2019t help it. She\u2019s just so . . .\u201d<\/p>\n<p>He pauses there. He thinks.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>(But the most suspicious legitimate rock-paper-scissors throw is, of course, the scissors. It is the only sign you cannot really explain away with a clever excuse, even if you are a robot. \u201cI was trying to make a Vulcan peace sign, but \u2014 I failed!\u201d simply does not cut it compared to the elegance of [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":2908,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"series":[5],"class_list":["post-2974","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-stomping-the-world-round-chapter-3","series-stwr"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/12\/Navvy_Scissors_a.png","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2974","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2974"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2974\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6517,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2974\/revisions\/6517"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/2908"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2974"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2974"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2974"},{"taxonomy":"series","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fseries&post=2974"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}