The benefits of a classical education

In her ongoing and ultimately doomed attempts to turn me from the unshaven and scruffy oaf that I am into a suave metrosexual who is in touch with his feminine side, the she-David has been trying to get me to do more housework. After a lengthy debate this morning on whether I should do some ironing, it was agreed that I would do it 'once I've finished my book'.

You'd think she'd learned to check my premises before agreeing to this stuff by now. I'm currently on page 24 of Bertrand Russell's History of Western Philosophy.