A few months ago, Shannon and I were watching an episode of The Mindy Project (shut up—it’s good!), and there was a scene where one of the characters was sitting in his boyhood room at his mom’s house. Just over his left shoulder, in the background, I saw a green blob.            “Oh my God,” I said, scrambling for the remote. “Is that what I think it is?”            “Wuzzat?” Shannon...