Mom:</b> Robert's making cookies.<p><b>Dad:</b> Good deal. What kind?<p><b>Me:</b> Caramel Snickerdoodle<p><b>Dad:</b> Aw. Why not chocolate chipless or peanut butter?<p><b>Me:</b> ...<p><b></b> I don't even like peanut butter. I made him peanut butter cookies for Father's Day one year...<p>
"Nerds are allowed to love stuff, like jump-up-and-down-in-the-chair-can’t-control-yourself love it. Hank, when people call people nerds, mostly what they’re saying is ‘you like stuff.’ Which is just not a good insult at all. Like, ‘you are too enthusiastic about the miracle of human consciousness.'"