Strange Medicine.
OK, so I managed to drag my sick ass through the rest of the work week. Gallons of water, lots of vitamin C, Robitussin and Doctor Doctor’s prescription. The three-minute walk from the office to the Big, Fat, Black Capitalist Car seemed to take a half hour in the heat and humidity.
So, what would be a curative way to spend the evening? Bed? Tea with a little honey and lemon and a slug of dark rum?
No!
Why rest and recuperate when you can schlep off to the THEE-ah-tah to watch the performance of a musical involving a large blood-sucking, man-eating plant?
…. I think watching Steve Martin act out that role forever damaged me when it comes to dentists……. then again, it could just be those looooong needles…..
Comment by Eric — June 27, 2008 @ 10:47 pm