But something just happened and I think it was too crazy not to register, so here it goes:
Just so it doesn’t look like I’m the only lunatic in this house, let me tell you what transpired while we were having lunch. My partner, trying to cheer me up, talking as if he was my stuffed Smurf (who has a name, but I’ll protect his identity because he’s a minor), had the following dialogue with me:
- Stuffed Smurf: So, mummy, do you want to hear about my idea for new super heroes?
- Me: If I say “no” now you’ll just tell me later, right? Go ahead.
- Stuffed Smurf: The first one is called Re-Cyclops. And he wears a visor that allows him to analyse the materials that make up what he’s looking at.
- Me: Then he can recycle it.
- Stuffed Smurf: Then he knows what recycling bin to use.
- Me: Wow.
- Stuffed Smurf: He has a girlfriend. Guess her name.
- Me (thinking): Oh, God… That’s Jean.
- Me: I don’t know. Tell me.
- Stuffed Smurf: Jean Decay. Her power is that she can speed decomposition up so she’s really good at composting. Aren’t they cool?
- Me: Yes.
- Stuffed Smurf: They’re heroes!
- Me: Can I write this on the forums so they understand what actually goes on here?
- My partner, using his own voice: Sure.
This is a person who once called the X-Men “Action Men”. And *not* as a joke!
I wish I was making this up. Actually, I don’t. I’m too crazy not to have this craze in my life. :P