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Now Fear is Trying to Pull Down Your Pants

Driving around my city last weekend I spotted remnants of the RNC everywhere. Mostly just groups of pylons clumped together on street corners, but I also watched the media circus tent being pulled down. Other folks have much more vivid reminders than that. Like the RNC protesters who were injured by police.

Monday afternoon was spent taking the car in for an oil change and having the burned out brake lights replaced. Afterwards I looked forward to a quiet, relaxing evening. But that wasn’t to be. While eating dinner the little man gasped as his mouth filled with blood. He spat a mouthful of pizza into his palm and pulled out one of his capped teeth, which he handed to me. I knew it was a baby tooth but I didn’t think its time had come. It was a bicuspid. I worried that the tooth had broken and there were nerves exposed. The lad did say he was in pain. We wound up in the waiting room of a sketchy all-night (well, open until 10pm) dental clinic. After sticking it out until the boy’s usual bedtime it was finally our turn. And it turned out that his adult tooth had just come in early. There was so much blood because the metal of the cap had likely bonded to the soft tissue of the gums.

Speaking of blood, I’ve read each book in the Sookie Stackhouse/Southern Vampire series but only today did I find out the series has been adapted for television. The premiere of True Blood was just the other day. But it’s only on HBO. I wish full episodes were on Hulu, dammit. But I might just give Fringe a go.

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Bonus: I love the Brits. Watch the trailer for No Heroics. This show is going to be amazing! In a very different way than the also British but devastating Boy A. That was one seriously excruciating film. Very well done, but I never would’ve watched it all the way through at home. It’s the sort of movie you can only squirm your way through in a theater.
Plus: I’m really liking Lykke Li. And wouldn’t mind listening to more of her, than just the four songs from the EP I’ve got, but her full length, Youth Novels, isn’t available via Amazon’s mp3 downloads. Guess I’ll have to get myself into a record store.
And: Thinking about taking the lad to see They Might Be Giants on Saturday, at the Children’s Book Festival (sponsored by Target) but I’ll be in full on birthday party prep mode that day. Hmmm.


  1. Maria wrote:

    OMG I laughed so hard at your title for this post . . . I had an image of some tenuous thing, ghostly but comical, trying to pull down a pair of boys corduroy pants . . . can’t recall who was having their pants pulled down, but likely one of the kids I went to school with - maybe even a real memory . . .

    Thursday, September 11, 2008 at 11:07 am | Permalink
  2. Sharyn wrote:

    Ha! It’s actually a line from The Tick - “destiny dressed you this morning, now fear is trying to pull down your pants.” Made me giggle.

    Thursday, September 11, 2008 at 11:33 am | Permalink

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