What cracks me up is the story Dave Barry tells about going to see a horror movie with Stephen King and their respective wives (cannot remember the movie, alas) and finding out that King was as much a weenie as Barry was, as both of them were screaming and beating on their wives shoulders at the same time during the same scenes.

Also, here at Constrict we're all trying to figure out if this story proves you're completely sane or completely certifiable -- the voting seems to be evenly split.

P.S. -- try reading Song of Kali by Dan Simmons. Horror of the brain kind. You might like it.