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Or at least, that’s how I’ve been feeling recently.

Sometimes I can’t understand a word the Geeklets say, but they obviously understand each other. . . and then run off giggling maniacally.  It makes me wonder.

Soon, from the next room, I hear thumps and bumps and things hitting the wall, screeches and barking, hollering and “Sssssh!  Don’t tell mom!”  I put my head around the door jamb and they’re all relaxing peacefully on the beds and floor, conspicuously not misbehaving.

I guess what I don’t know won’t hurt me!

Meanwhile, I bought this T-shirt:

I couldn’t help myself.  Ript Apparel owns my soul.

And now, back to the secret lab!