June 6, 2008

I.Am.Ironman.

I cannot get this damn Black Sabbath out of my head. It started with C-man wanting to see Ironman while at the theater the other day, and continued when I refused. Beerman has now gotten into the action by strumming his air guitar and singing the start to the song everytime it comes up. I'm now entertaining my staff with my own rendition, in between coughs. Yes, I continue to cough uncontrollably. And no, I'm not going to the doctor. Because the good news is that I am now producing. Yummy. We're throwing a baby shower for Beerman's Lil' Sis tomorrow. It's my personal goal to not hack up a lung on the mommy-to-be. I'm making no promises.

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