Povratak u blizini 1999, Provodio sam puno tjedna u Santa Barbari, CA, raditi za klijenta, leaving my poor wife back here in New Jersey alone. I dearly love my wife. I love her just as much today as I did when she foolishly married me 1,000 years or so ago. Negdje duž linije, Sam skovao frazu, "special fear", as in "Samantha has special fears." She as a special fear of "bugs", koji joj nisu muhe ili Ladybugs, but rather microbes. She’s afraid of this or that virus or unusual bacteria afflicting our son, ili ja, but never really herself. (Ona je također posebno bojati vampira, minijaturne zle lutke (posebno klaunovi) i podmornice nesrećama; ona je prerastao svoj poseban strah od ljudi odjeveni u Djeda Mraza odjeće).

Jednog dana, my co-worker and I decided to drive up into the nearby mountains near Ohai. At one point, we got out of the car to take in the scene. When we got back into the car, I noticed that a tick was on my shoulder. I flicked out the window and that was it.

Te noći, I told her about our drive and mentioned the tick. The conversation went something like this:

S: "Oooo! Those are bad. They carry diseases."

P: "Well, Ja ga trzanje kroz prozor."

S: "They are really bad though. They can get under your skin and suck blood and transfer bugs. You better check your hair and make sure there aren’t any in your head!"

P: Glasno: "My God! CAN THEY TAKE OVER YOUR MIND???"

S: Doslovno me uvjerava: "No, oni nisu toliko loše."

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