I’ve been on a Big Bang Theory kick for about two weeks, and quite frankly, it never gets old.

Every bazinga, every Penny eye roll, every time-space continuum reference.

Some sociologists subscribe to the theory that laughing out loud is a mechanism to ingratiate others to one’s self as laughing produces pleasure endorphins and stimulation. These same sociologists believe that we only laugh out loud when in the presence or approximate closeness of others as a subconscious tool to make others join in, that laughter is only a social tool.

Those guys are idiots.

This week, I have laughed so hard, alone, that the only thing that is getting closer to me is the space around me. Soon, I may implode like a dead star. Deal with it.