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I love my job, I really do. But if the Mythbusters ever decided they needed a female host (that knows absolutely nothing about mixing ballistics gel or building samurai robots) it would give me a moments pause. Ryan and I have become obsessed with Mythbusters – we probably watch two or three episodes a day now, or at least try to. We quote them in daily conversation (“I reject your reality and substitute my own!”), I have a huge girl-crush on Kari (how are you so freakin’ smart, dammit!) and I wish that Jamie and Adam were my surrogate fathers. Or maybe my awesome, crazy uncles.

I do, fortunately, have a couple of ties to the show:

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This is a photo of the Mythbusters’ van in front of my apartment, about a year ago. I have no idea why they were there, but I was very excited. I didn’t see anyone from the Build Team, though. Sigh.

We also had Grant Imahara on Buzz Out Loud once to talk about cell phones on airplanes, and if they’re dangerous or not.

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And finally, my favorite ninja in the world was on!

Basically, this is the greatest show on television. If you’re not watching it (of your own free will, anyway), I would almost say that you can’t really call yourself a true geek. This show rocks. OK, obsessive fangirl babble is done, thank you for listening.

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