I've said it before, but I hate being sick. Yesterday I took my first sick day in about a year, and was really glad I did. By the afternoon I felt horrible; all shaky and weak. I would have stayed home today too, but couldn't. I have too much to do.
As it was, I took Jordan to the foot specialist to cure his ingrown toenail, which by that point had grown swollen, red, and pussy. He wouldn't even let me touch it; he would scream and cry in pain. He was pretty brave at the doctor's, though. He gripped my hand and screwed up his face in pain, but he never flinched, and he didn't cry. He earned his sucker.
The disappointing part was having this doctor, whose fridge magnet I've had holding up notes for three years, is pretty much unable to do anything about my deformed toenail. I was counting on this guy to make it halfway normal again. There's a whole world of sandals out there that I'll never wear.
While we were there, from across the room, Jordan picked out a typo on a poster hanging on the office wall. It was a misplaced apostrophe. That's my boy.
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Warning: I may have blogged this previously, but I can't remember, so I'm putting it down anyway.
When the *NSYNC song 'Dirty Pop' came out, I was a little taken aback. After avidly despising anything remotely associated with the Dork Ensemble, here was a song that I had to admit (albeit grudgingly) was pretty good. I was even more surprised to hear that one of them, Justin maybe, had written the song himself. WHAT? Could it be that someone among them has something resembling... dare I say it... talent?
This notion took some work to accept, but it still wouldn't sit quite right. It taunted me as an anomaly in the pop continuum.
I recently read, though, that the song was produced and mixed by none other than my hero: BT. That explains the slick grooves, the hyped bass, the funky percussion and all the great electronic that make it so good.
All is right with the world.
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