Goooooo Science!

My mother stole my barometer to hang in the living room, and I don't know if I was more jealous or so, so pleased. I mean, MY barometer should hang out with me, in my room, telling me all sorts of fascinating things about the current pressure and humidity and stuffy bedroom temperature. On the other hand, my mom likes it enough to want to hang it where she can see it, and that's a high five and a half in my book. Plus, I'm tired of living with people who are constantly weirded out by the phallic symbol on my wall, no matter how many times I try to explain.