For the last twelve years, I rarely knew what to get Robb for his birthday.
He was an efficient man with a woefully short wish list.
Tonight, I found just the thing: a GAP t-shirt with the periodic table on it.
I really wanted to buy it.
He would have said, "You're trying to make me look like a geek, aren't you? You're trying to look like the cool one."
And I would have said, "Yes, because I am the cool one."
And then he would have worn it until it wore out.
Because he was a pretty great geek.
(Would-be-birthday-gifts will probably get the best of me for a long, long time.)