I am afraid to post this, but it seems necessary:

From my favorite humorist:

Weingarten's Maxim on The Meaning of Life

"One cannot be a fully realized human being if one has never in one's life attended to the butthole of anyone other than oneself."

The extent to which I am a nerd:

I went to the bookstore with my husband to buy his books for this semester, and I was so excited about them that I read 4 chapters in one before bed.

Charles has predicted that I will do my masters soon. He might be right.