Chapter 3Jay’s Saturday morning routine included a bowl of cereal and a mini-Mythbusters marathon. He had a small crush on Jamie—something about the mustache perhaps—and though he didn’t watch a lot of television as a rule, he always made time for the Mythbusters. He’d considered writing an analysis of the show, maybe for the Popular Culture Association conference in the spring. Something about the primal need to blow stuff up good, or maybe the trend away from educational shows—as Mythbusters had once been—into blowing stuff up good shows. The Dumbing Down of America or something along those lines. Jay smiled a little at that. He’d even use dumbening. It’d be a meta joke and…
“Jay? Oh, you’re awake.”
“It’s ten o’clock. Of course I’m awake.” Jay turned toward the door. “Are you just gett
