Adoration time in the A's household

(I wrote this last night and decided to 'save' it until this morning, because I have a 'thing' about posting everyday, and so I'm all for hogging one until the clock ticks over midnight because, well, I am strange.) It's usually pretty boring when you're subjected to a tirade of other people's illnesses and symptoms of such illnesses; but this is not the case with me, I assure you. My cold symptoms are perfectly fascinating; House worthy, actually. Please, someone refer me to Hugh Laurie. This one: Or this one: It doesn't worry me. Actually, I think I prefer him a'la Blackadder, circa late-1980's. He has such impetuous energy; just like a brand new puppy. [Adam is reading this over my shoulder] Laurie reminds me somewhat of my husband whenever I play a Blackadder DVD...yes, that must be it...!! Yes husband, you too have an undeniable goofishness that is adorable. [Adam protests] No, I'm not saying you're like Hugh Laurie now. [Adam questions me] Because...darling...you're not bad-ass enough. [Adam protests even louder] [Karen decides it's time to go placate her husband. Fanzine time over, unfortunately]