"You say it's your birthday . . . ." *
So, I spent my first day in the glorious world of 34-year-olds at the Karmanos
Cancer building in Detroit with my mother. She is getting I.V.s of gammaglobin (don't know
if I spelled that right) for four days in a row and it was my turn to take her. Hopefully,
these treatments will restore her weakened leg muscles, or at least, stop them
from getting worse. I stayed up way too late the night before, left the house with her
at 7:30 am, and we got home around 3 pm. Needless to say, I am pooped.
The rest of my day was spent trying to sleep (didn't work), and hanging out with Grace.
She was very kind to treat dinner at Max & Erma's (my Garbage Burger was very tasty
and the free birthday caramel cheesecake that we shared was dreamy).
The American Idol special tonight I REALLY could have done without. It seemed like
every taped segment with some star visting the most unfortunate people was
crafted specifically to make you cry and/or feel like a real piece of shit.
Oh, and Hannah Montana sang TWO awful songs from her screeching mouth.
Awesome.
YAMIN was RIGHT THERE in one of the audiences and could have brought the HOUSE DOWN.
Dumbasses.
Come on FRIDAY!!!
-Brian
P.S: It WAS pretty funny when my mom related to Grace what a big-ass baby I was
(See above picture. I was one, but I ate for six).
* apparently, The Beatles officially broke up on my birthday in 1970. I wasn't born yet, but STILL . . .
Cancer building in Detroit with my mother. She is getting I.V.s of gammaglobin (don't know
if I spelled that right) for four days in a row and it was my turn to take her. Hopefully,
these treatments will restore her weakened leg muscles, or at least, stop them
from getting worse. I stayed up way too late the night before, left the house with her
at 7:30 am, and we got home around 3 pm. Needless to say, I am pooped.
The rest of my day was spent trying to sleep (didn't work), and hanging out with Grace.
She was very kind to treat dinner at Max & Erma's (my Garbage Burger was very tasty
and the free birthday caramel cheesecake that we shared was dreamy).
The American Idol special tonight I REALLY could have done without. It seemed like
every taped segment with some star visting the most unfortunate people was
crafted specifically to make you cry and/or feel like a real piece of shit.
Oh, and Hannah Montana sang TWO awful songs from her screeching mouth.
Awesome.
YAMIN was RIGHT THERE in one of the audiences and could have brought the HOUSE DOWN.
Dumbasses.
Come on FRIDAY!!!
-Brian
P.S: It WAS pretty funny when my mom related to Grace what a big-ass baby I was
(See above picture. I was one, but I ate for six).
* apparently, The Beatles officially broke up on my birthday in 1970. I wasn't born yet, but STILL . . .