...or, I'm rickrolling the Miracleborns.

But they'll never know because I changed it.

What a mean thing to say about Detroit. For goodness sakes.

I found out that a dental implant will cost me about $3,400. I think I'd rather live with a missing tooth and have me some LASIK surgery instead.

Oh, and I still have blue hair. The color is down to a tint, but it's quite obvious. I still think it's pretty, but my out of town relatives took it to mean that I am weird. Like, duh. How long have those people known me?

Now I am having fantasies about dying my hair green, putting it up in a beehive and decorating it like a Christmas tree. I'll have twinkling LED lights and a bunch of mistletoe hanging over my forehead, I'll have a quilted tree skirt around my neck and a necklace of presents and Santa flying over it all... it will be made of awesome.

I'm charging my iPod. The oral surgeon said that I can listen to it while he's taking out my tooth. What's good tooth music? The only thing I've decided on is Stevie Nicks to start with, because that's been my "calm down and don't think about the pain" music for a while now.

If my experience is anything to go by, you can put one song on repeat and be perfectly happy.

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Poor Emmett. That sounds like no fun.

So, Emmett has Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease

Oh, poor Emmett - I thought most kids got this when they were toddler/preschool age. (Dylan had it last summer, and our neighbor's son the same age just had it last month.) It's probably even less fun to get it as a teenager, though at least at this age he can distract himself with video games/TV/books, and probably isn't pitching a fit about being forced to nap.

A pretty picture and just enough info to get your attention but not enough that you can figure out where it is without subscribing (unless, of course, you recognize a picture) to their newsletter.

I get surfing rage, kind of like the road rage I feel when someone signals right and then turns left across two lanes right in front of me. Web pages *should* be better than that, dang it.

Katerina Bee! Hi! We need to do lunch. I love the idea of the Christmas tree hair. You could make cards and sell them, or just use them for your holiday cards, if you send them.

Poor Emmett! Get well soon to him.

Web pages *should* be better than that, dang it.

The Internet isn't all free, nor should it be. It wouldn't work that way.

Oh, poor Emmett - I thought most kids got this when they were toddler/preschool age.

Yeah, it's not that common after age ten. It wasn't until she saw the sores on his feet and put it together that she realized what it was. He's probably halfway through it by now though. Should be better by the weekend.

So, Emmett has Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease

Poor guy! Good thing he went to the doctor, even though he's well enough to go to school.