A while ago I was at some development talk and someone came up with a great phrase for a common occurrence: Bike-shedding. I didn't think I'd have a whole lot of use for it until I started planning a wedding.

As a general rule, I avoid having anything lying around the house that might be hazardous to my health under normal condition. Thanks to that rule, I have avoiding keeping gamma emitters, jihadist, and most of the Jean-Claud Van Damme library out of my house. However, something still remains that brings its unbridled hate unto me.