Here's a post title that, like a bad emo song, is too long and has nothing to do with the content of the post

Gah. Colds suck. Thank you, Paul, for spreading the "love." Not only am I sick, but Mom and Dad are too. But you redeemed yourself by posting for me when I didn't want to climb out of bed.

What sucks the most when I get a bad cold is how my voice drops three octaves. Dad called yesterday to ask me something, and when I said, "Hello," he said, "Hey Paul." Yeah, it's that bad. But I think the worst is past me. Instead of singing bass, I now can sing tenor.

I'm running late getting ready for work, so I must bid you adieu for now, but I thought you guys would enjoy this "creative correction" sent to me by another editor.

In the column dated Nov. 7, 2007, in the first paragraph, "Macbeth" is misspelled as "Hamlet."

Oh, and GrrFace, you're not crazy or drunk, though you might be a crazy drunk. I did bump the blog font up one point because I'm going blind in my old (almost 28!) age.