Dance, Ryan, Dance!

About this month’s sidebar… I take it all back. Yes, I’ve remembered why
I read Andrew Sullivan: it’s because he
points me to articles like
this one
at Dissent Magazine. Andrew, baby, I’m sorry! Forget all those
mean things I said. I think we can work things out.

And since I’m taking things back, I have to issue another Official Retraction.
Ryan writes to inform me that I was incorrect
to say that he was starting to slow down in his
old age. In fact, now that he is getting more exercise:

…I’ll have you know, I only USED to get winded after a half-hour of dancing. Now
I’m back up to par and shakin’ it with a vengeance for 2+ hours every weekend.
🙂 So put that in your journal and smoke it.

Ryan, I apologize for misrepresenting you like that.
Listen up, everyone: I want you all to know that for the record, Ryan is a lean, mean,
dancing machine. Watch out, ladies!

Yesterday Mom and I went over ideas for her website. I’m going to be helping her out
with it from now on. She even bought her own domain name (hencigoer.com) and everything.
Does your mom have her own domain name? I bet she doesn’t…

In related news, Mom’s book, The Thinking
Woman’s Guide to a Better Birth
, just earned out its advance. Not bad! It usually
spends its time hovering between #1000 and #3000 at Amazon, which is pretty good, considering
that they carry well over a million titles. Anyway, you absolutely must get this book if
you’re pregnant, Or if you’re thinking about getting pregnant. Or if you know someone who’s
pregnant. Or if you know someone who’s thinking about getting pregnant.
Or if you know anyone at all who could end up being pregnant in the future.

Incidentally, when I went to Amazon to check my Mom’s book’s stats, I also checked out my
Recommendations section:

  • Books: The Divine Comedy
  • Music: “Iowa”, by Slipknot
  • Video games: Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater 3
  • DVD: PBS’s “The Greeks – Crucible of Civilization”

So according to Amazon, I’m a Late Medieval poetry-loving, heavy-metal listening,
PBS-watching skate punk. Yup, they’ve got me pegged.