I suspect I shouldn't

Well, maybe the assignment would be to sabotage some foreign evil electric equipment? At least you will be able to use Murphy's law for the forces of good?

Thankfully, no fire was involved. Just pieces of plastic shot at my head. Actually, I think I'll blame baggage handlers at BWI.

As much as I'd love to travel to use my powers of evil for good, I'm a little afraid of what would be waiting to destruct upon my return.

Just pieces of plastic shot at my head.

So it malfunctioned, and reverted to its default mode of "kill all humans"?

Hasn't HIMYM always had a laugh track? I remember it turned a lot of people off the show when it first premiered.

Okay, I am officially oblivious. I hate laugh tracks, yet I didn't notice it until last night. Maybe they took a break from laugh tracks for awhile and just started up again? Or maybe I'm just an idiot.

I never really notice laugh tracks.

Kristin - or maybe everyone talking about the laugh track made you hyper aware of it.

I never really notice laugh tracks.

I wish I had this talent!

I just don't understand why they use one. It seems terribly outdated to me.

Is there a word for those who go along, blithely ignoring anvils being dropped around them?

Warner Bros. cartoon characters. Road runners.

I picked up the subtext of LWW right away the first time I read it at around 10. My best friend at the time (if we hadn't been shunted off to different middle schools, we'd probably have stayed friends for many more years) was just as wildly in love with the whole Narniaverse as I was, and we endlessly played at being Lucy and Jill and Aravis -- or sometimes just ourselves, happily stumbling on another secret door to Aslan's world -- for almost a year* without ever discussing the subtext (she was Jewish, very much practicing and believing, but she just loved the idea of closet doors leading to new universes where horses could talk and you could run away from home and become a warrior queen).

*Oh, we were horrible dorks. Nobody at my school was still playing pretend by the fifth grade, unless it was "Plan your pretend wedding" or some such nonsense. We were big baby losers -- me more than Rebecca, since she was only in the fourth grade and I was in the fifth; she got a few tiny slivers of credit for being friends with even a supremely uncool person one grade ahead, but I got crap. Luckily, I got crap anyway so it didn't make any difference. Crap and nothing vs. crap and a friend who'd play Queens of Narnia with me? No contest.

I have a bunch of equipment in my room left over from the teacher who actually used such things. It includes several robots with attached computers. I have a couple of kids in my last class of the day who will start talking to each other as if they were experts on it -- "Uh-oh. It looks like Auxiliary Control B has been moved. That's going to mess with the Inner Axonometer. Quick, adjust Flow Control 6 before the Trinomatron blows!"

They're both juniors, and one is a pretty popular guy on the football team.

Which is to say, a) if only those too-cool-to-pretend kids could see this, and b) I adore my students.