I am (relatively) recently de-single, and my steady is about as big a nerd as I am. This means that at the time of night when other couples are probably having exciting, romantic conversations, ours go kind of like this:
"Are you sure these gloves are fireproof?"
"Even if they're not, the flames are supposed to go UP."
"Well, I've never actually done this before."
(While performing Dave Barry's toaster experiment, in which one rigs a toaster so that the strawberry Pop-Tarts inside combust and shoot scary flames out the toaster.)
And there was also the physics homework incident, but I'll let Sara tell you about that one.
At any rate, the point of this topic is, what we did during physics class today. I lit one of those little cheap candles and balanced it on a sewing hoop, which in turn was balanced on a shot glass. Keep in mind that these tables are flammable. Then he hit the inside of the hoop.
You've got to try this. It's so cool. NO, YOU MAY NOT ASK WHAT HAPPENED!!! JUST DO IT!!!!!!
God wants you to send me some money.
"Seven spades doubled, vulnerable, making seven? You BITCH."