I just (re)discovered an entry from my old livejournal that I wanted to share here. An untitled blurb marked 1:58am on december 16th, 2006, it is a beautiful example of [ just one of the many] things I love about Moose:
You know you're married to someone with perfect pitch when your husband emerges from the bathroom, sonic-care toothbrush in hand, and changes the itunes to a specific song, waits for the intro to pass, then continues to brush his teeth. At my noting the change, he declared "it's in key with this one!"
Oh I do love him.