I like that I know...

peanuts... that Fred likes peanuts -- in their shells. He enjoys opening them and eating them. I like that I know that. This is the kind of thing we could ask each other about to test that the other isn't a Cylon in disguise.

Such a tidbit may also be handy should we find ourselves on discontinued TV quiz shows (e.g. NewlyWeds), or embedded in random reality shows (I have no example, but reality shows jump the shark in all kinds of ways, so I'm sure it would fit in somewhere).

It's really just one more piece of evidence in the growing library of peer-reviewed literature on our love. There's not really any body of literature on that. That would be odd.

I know. We're sick. But we're happy.