PIGS IN SPACE

I'm pretty sure the pig wasn't the only one dosed with vodka first.

(Spoiler for the tender-hearted: the pig lived, although it probably had a nasty hangover the following day.)

The advantages of a science degree

Car sales lady: "This window tint reduces heat by sixty percent. So when it's forty degrees outside, it's only fifteen inside!"

My first thought was "Damn good thing we're not working in Kelvin, then!" My second was "...somebody really needs to use this stuff to build a perpetual-motion Stirling engine." Afterwards I was pleased to hear that Rey had had exactly the same reaction. I married the right woman :-)

CSL: "This protective coating is made with something called polytetrafluoroethylene."

Me: "Oh, Teflon?"

CSL: "...something like that, yes."

The painful bit was when she told us she'd studied chemistry herself so she understood this stuff. Not to mention the repetition of "the boss won't like me doing this, but I'll offer you a special rate...", which really wasn't very convincing the first time, let alone the third.

(We had already agreed to buy a car from one of the other sales guys, but we did not end up getting the tint, coating, sound deadener, antirust treatment, or any of the others.)

Gaming considerations

Bad: Discovering we'd inadvertently dropped a friendly NPC into a very large amount of lava. (He fell into a kobold pit-trap, we went experimenting with things, and found the wheel that tipped the pit contents into the lava far below.)

Not so bad: Discovering that he was already dead from the spikes in the pit, before we accidentally cremated him.

Good, I suppose: Discovering that he was actually evil and plotting to kill us after using us as pawns against the kobolds.

Yay us!