So as some of you may know, this past week has been a bit of a health disaster for me. Last Friday night while valiantly trying to put The Blue Team up two goals and send us into the finals (a bit cocky I feel?), I tried to clear the goalie of the other team as he came out and slid for the ball. As it turns out, my vertical isn't quite as high as I thought, and I didn't quite clear him. I ended up landing squarely on my left shoulder. I finished the game, but by the next day, mobility was severely limited and ended up with a torn AC ligament. Ouch.
Anyway, on Tuesday, the world conspired against me as a problem cropped up with one of my pearly whites. This tooth took a severe beating when as an eight-year-old I managed to flip over my handlebars and crack my tooth. Since then, a crown has been put on, and I've had to have a wonderfully comfortable root canal on said tooth. Anyway, yesterday morning I woke up to some major pain localized in the area of my traumatized itty bitty bone. The plan was to head to work since for the first time since Friday night, I had the range of motion to reach out and grab the steering wheel.
Turns out Joey knows best, as he wouldn't let me start him. AAA informed me that my battery was in fact dead. Deciding to take a sick day, I called the dentist to inform him about my problem. He sent me to the endodontist, and before I knew it the Madre had dropped me off, and I was being numbed up for some oral surgery. I ended up with 20 or so stitches in my mouth (uncomfortable and a bit painful), and I still don't have full range of motion in my left arm.
Here's to hoping that this is the worst luck I will have all year. Anyway, all of the pain and discomfort I have experienced over the last week can be forgotten because the worst of it is over. And by the worst, I mean the music that was playing as the lovely endodontist pushed, scraped, and drilled away at my tooth.
Things started out harmlessly enough...
1)
Elton John: "Someone Saved My Life Tonight"Anyone who knows me knows that I am a-ok with Sugar Bear and pretty much anything Sir Elton does (see
Halloween 2004). Although this is one of his most cheesy songs, I decided to forego my judgment as Doc stuck me with anesthesia and the PA talked to me about work while my face was numb. I feel that trying to converse with someone who has a numb mouth is just about as mean a move as when waiters ask full-mouthed patrons if they are enjoying their meals.
2)
Sister Sledge: "We Are Family" The only time past 1979 that this song was hip was in the Birdcage. Since then, smooth listening station DJs have exploited the extraordinarily wide filters of the musically inept and have subjected them to as much terrible disco as possible in the hopes of creating false nostalgia. False nostalgia begets "love" for a song.
3) Some Amy Grant song: Need I say more?
4)
Plain White T's: "Hey There Delilah": And the Ozzy for Most Ubiquitously Annoying Song of 2007 goes to... I don't know if I can describe to you in words how much this song makes my skin crawl. I hate it. It is representative of every shitty acoustic ballad ever written to "score the chicks." The most interesting thing I found out about this song was
Delilah's true identity. According to Lisa, "She made up for the shitty song by kicking some xc ass."
And with that, I'm taking a pain pill and I am headed to bed.
