It's been a while since I posted anything. I've been fucking tired. Emotionally worn. I've been to shows, taken a road trip, and been bruised and abused. I've gotten sick, recovered, and relapsed. I've lost my voice. I've read easy-read books and taken what is probably the last written final exam of my life. Many of these are interrelated.
Right now I'm eating carrots and drinking beer. I haven't been to the grocery store in almost three months. I've got plenty of beer, though, so stop by if you're thirsty. Mind the mess; I've been procrastinating on the cleaning.
I'm giving a lecture to the dental students about integrating orthodontics into a comprehensive treatment plan, and put together what has probably been the first handout ever written at this school on the subject. It took hours, but I did about 95% of it from memory. I guess I'm learning something. I've been invited to give a one-hour lecture at the Chicago Dental Society midwinter meeting in 2009; I don't think I'll have a lot of cases to show, but I can focus well on research and published articles. Whatever, I've got almost two years. I can't turn this down; do things like that often enough and you don't get asked again.
Hey, Ryan K.: my sore shoulder from the Lifetime show? It was better by the time they finished their set. I'm not worn out, I just need to be loosened up before use.
This weekend should kick ass; even though I'm missing Critical Mass - there are several people I know who are planning to make it to May's Mass - I've got Ska Night, scooter school, four shows, and friends I've not seen in a while. Bitchin'.
Checkers means it's ska.
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