|Scott & Lori, December 2005|
I think my husband is a genius. Like a genuine way-up-in-the-clouds IQ type genius. I can't decide if this is fascinating or frustrating.
I got an inkling of Scott's intelligence when we were dating. His uncanny ability to know absolutely everything gave me a clue. But now that I actually live with him and have realised that there is hardly any use in arguing with him at all makes me almost certain.
This is incredibly frustrating news.
How is it that Scott can out of the blue tell me about mating patterns connected with the urine of ladybugs? And how come he was trying to explain how Newtonian physics is actually only partially right according to Quantum physics when he's never even actually studied Quantum physics? Apparently only like one person in 10,000 understands Quantum physics... I can't even spell it while Scott is trying to explain it to me in bed last night.
I tried to retaliate by talking about photons in photosynthesis, but Scott corrected me.
I just didn't argue.
I read an article yesterday about "alpha females" being less likely to marry. Apparently for every 16 points a woman's IQ goes up, her likelihood to marry goes down 40%. However it works just the other way around for men. Which must explain how Scott got married when he was only 20.
Let me point out here that it's not just that Scott is an encyclopaedia of interesting facts. It's that Scott could read an encyclopaedia of interesting facts and he'd have it memorized. Scott doesn't know things because he learned them, he knows things because they simply are.
He's gonna kill me for posting this.