Patron Saint of Falling Over Things

We charge up our nuclear reactors for generating cope just to power a light bulb

Oh honey, I do know, and yes, that's exactly what it is and no I don't think that you are wrong in doing so, or as alone in it as you feel because *flail* yes, exactly. So great big hugs to you and her (and you again, because it's hard to be support, it's exhausting in a way that you just don't know until you've done it. So do take care of yourself as you take care of her, yes?

But I think you've got a good start on it with Marvel legos. And as often as the lion falls off the ramp, the one that drove me to frothing rage most was the telepath-controlled boyfriend on the Empire State Building. I dropped that guy a hundred stories at least a hundred times, man.