"And there won't be any TV or cable because all the people will be dead!" I was on a roll now. "So our only entertainment will be Gazzy singing the constipation song! And there won't be amusement parks and museums and zoos and libraries and cute shoes! We'll be like cavemen, trying to weave clothes out of plant fibers. We'll have nothing! Nothing! All because you and the kids want to kick back in a La-Z-Boy during the most important time in history!" I was practically frothing at the mouth. Fang looked at me. "So maybe we should sign you up for a weaving class. Get a jump on all those plant fibers."