Mrs. Scalzi rocking out in my office yesterday:
You know, if any of you ever hear me kvetching about my wife in any way, I hope you will do me the favor of immediately pummeling me with an athletic sock filled with hard, unripened oranges. I will deserve no less.
The coolest thing about my wife? The fact that she’s unspeakably hot is the absolute least interesting thing about her. Yes, I know I don’t deserve her. But then, who does?