Alrighty then...

A couple of nights ago, we're laying in bed and Tom starts tapping on my arm with his finger.  Figuring that he was just getting back at me for waking him out of a sound sleep with the semi truck horn sound effect that I have on my iPhone, I ignored him.   Tap tap tap tap....tappity tap tap.  Tap tap tap.  I finally said "WHAT are you DOING?"  More tapping.  I grabbed his hand, "STOP."  With a totally straight face he said "I'm looking for grubs." and resumed furiously tapping on my upper arm.

Looking...for...grubs.   Now, granted, the bed room could use a good dusting and there is quite a bit of laundry in there but it's hardly grub ridden.  He was still tapping.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know...that little guy with the long toe....I saw him on TV."   TAP TAP TAP.

"STOP.  What the hell are you talking about?"

"That little animal with the long middle toe and he taps on trees to find grubs!"

He meant this guy....  he's an Aye-aye Lemur from Madagascar.  Apparently while in one of his geek TV induced trances, Tom had seen a program on how these creepy little animals incessantly tap tree branches with their middle toes in search of tasty (GAHHH) grubs.

Tap tap tap...tappity tap tap tap.   I ended up having one of my signature wheezing, laughing-screaming attacks in bed which I'm sure wake the neighbors and usually at least disturb the chihuahua.  After a few more rounds of frantically tapping each other's arms...we finally fell asleep.

He's such a strange man. Take a good look at that guy in the picture hanging from a branch.  If you cover up the tail and look at the hairy arms, wild eyes and crazy hair...there's a striking resemblance. 

Oh...honey....I forgot you read my blog...  Tap, tap tap?