I think my husband is insane. I just asked him:
Me: "Do you know what I want for Mother's Day?"
Freak: "A particle accelerator?"
Me: ...sigh...
Freak: "A large hadron collider?"
I will suffocate him in his sleep. I really will. I just wanted morel mushrooms. He's still talking as I type this, as if I understand whatever it is he is talking about. I hear 'theory'... 'dark matter'... bla bla.
