Remember when you were a kid and your parent(s) told you not to ride the back of the shopping cart? Well, Saturday I figured out why.

I was at Safeway, leaving, when behind me I hear something like, "Too fast, Dad!" I turn around, and see a man pushing a cart rather quickly, with his son standing on the back of the cart.

I look back to my car as I'm about to open the trunk and I hear continued complaints and then the sound of the cart moving much faster, and a quick glance shows that Dad is now on the back of the cart with his son.

Now. I'm going to just let your imagination wander here for a moment, because between my glance, while inserting the key in the trunk's lock, and the pop of the trunk as I turned the key, there was another sound.

I didn't really get a chance to see the crash, because even as I flicked my head back to the scene, it was all over. Dad was laying face down in a huge puddle created by umpteen glass bottles, or maybe just one of those huge jugs of wine. The son was a few feet in front of him, picking himself up off the ground. Two full plastic bags were resting about 10 feet to their left, and the cart another few feet away, laying on its side. Yet another plastic bag was rolling down the parking lot towards me, but stopped under the tire of a car a couple spaces away from me.

The boy was absolutely stunned. Passerby asked if they were all right, to which the father vouched, "We're okay. He's fine."

I got into my car, but just before I closed the door, I heard the dad say something to the effect of wanting to do that again...

I really don't like being sick... and it's been nearly a week now that I've felt ill in one way or another. For the first few days, I didn't eat anything at all, and as a result, I've actually lost quite a bit of bulk. (I'm not sure how much weight I've lost, but I'd guess somewhere between 5 and 10 lbs.)

Now, for some grisly details that you might not want to hear. If you find yourself squeamish at all, you should probably stop reading this.

My cold started out as sinus congestion. Short of blowing my nose all the time and the clogged braindead feeling, I was actually fine. I drank a TON (okay, 96 fl. oz.) of OJ (pulp-free ofc.) but wasn't really hungry (probably because I was full of OJ). After a night's sleep, the congestion had taken over, given me a runny nose, and the occasional cough and sneeze.

That day, my girlfriend also got a flu shot. I took the day off of work and spent most of my time infecting the couch, livingroom, my computer, and probably anything else I could thing of with my occasional cough and sneeze. That night, my girlfriend came down with a cold.

Notice I said a cold and not the, or my cold. Hers had completely different symptoms... and I moved on to a cough/chest only cold.

Which is where I have been for the past few days. I get shit for sleep because I'm up coughing all night, and I cough most when I'm on my back anyway. My head isn't congested, but occasionally my nose decides that I should blow it. Whatever's happening, this part of the cold is taking the longest to get over, probably because my immune system burned itself out killing off the first cold in about 48h.

So yeah. Now I'm tired and my throat has a raspy tickle. I should sing great tonight...

It's been a long time since I needed to take a sick-day from work... If I felt like @$$, I'd feel a lot better than I feel right now.

Last night I was telling myself, "Oh, it's just a head-cold. I can handle this." So, what does it do? Overnight it decided to crawl into my chest and give me one hell of a nice cough and rasp to go along with a plugged head.

It always amazes me that you can blow your brains out into a damn Kleenex, and 10 seconds later you have to do it again. Where does all that shit come from? Anyway, back to vegging on the couch and listening to crap mp3s. I am so tired of drinking water...

Don't ask.

It's been a fascinating couple of days. I've not really got a lot of time laying around to rant or rave about them, but the jist is that Tuesday, we (Verdigris) played at the Vogue again, and yesterday we (my gf & me) saw Tool at the Key Arena.