Dentists Really are the Worst Sort of People

Yesterday I took a few hours off of work to go to the dentist. If ever there was a rock and a hard place, that is it.

Mr. Hamrick, which would you rather do… stay in the office and be bombarded by endless crazy or go to the dentist and be bombarded by your own dental list of failures? Well, how about I lay down on the ground and you kick me the head repeatedly while I try to decide.

Anyway, I did it. The dentist. And though I have no cavities or other issues, she still gave me a prescription for a special mouthwash. Is that not the saddest thing you have ever heard? A 30-year old man with Prescription Mouthwash. I went out and bought a sliderule and a pocket protector just to complete the ensemble.

Andie and I went out to the hinterlands of Springfield, VA for a wedding of her friend. Pretty standard stuff, really… she said, he said, they swapped rings, cue the bagpipes, walk it out!And then there was the reception, wherein we were all received. The guests entered and were seated, and then the doors closed. A few minutes later, the doors to the reception hall swung open, and Black Sabbath’s Iron Man started blaring through the public address system. The DJ screamed, “Ladies and Gentlemen, get up out your seats and put your hands together for Mr. and Mrs. Clint Blankenship!”Apparently, Clint is a huge wrestling fan.  Anyway, during dinner, the people at my table started playing a little game… name songs that would be the worst possible first wedding songs. Here is a partial list:

• Garth Brooks - Thunder Rolls
• The Police - Don’t Stand So Close to Me
• Kanye West - Gold Digger
• Holly and the Italians - Tell That Girl to Shut Up
• Kelly Clarkson - Since U Been Gone
• The Police - Wrapped Around My Finger
• Garbage - Stupid Girl

Accelerate Day!

REM’s new album, Accelerate, was released today, and it is awesome. Go and buy the Special Edition CD+DVD! Hooray!

Of course, that dirty little trickster Karma conspired against me again today. REM played at Rockefeller Plaza this morning, a short cab ride from my hotel. And where was I, stuck in a meeting! Blast and Double Blast!

Jesus! I have horrible luck. I got into New York last night for two days of meetings, and had a fairly successful day today. Unfortunately, I got sick this evening, so instead of having an awesome night in The City checking out a cool local band or maybe doing something tourist-y… here I am, stuck in a hotel room next to a  24 hour construction site, occasionally Pushing The Big Reset Button, and trying to watch  a rerun of NCIS.

I have horrible karma.