Brought To You By the Letter M

Oooh... the M word. I hate it. It makes me weak in the knees and tingly all over (kinda like the word "liver" does to Haley... sorry, Haley). I wish we could just eradicate it from our vocabulary. No other word in the English language has such a visceral effect on me.

MENINGITIS
(shiver, shiver, ewwwwww)

And yet, there it is, staring me in the face while catching up on my CNN headlines today. Great... now I'm gonna catch meningitis on my next flight. AirTran seeks fellow passengers of teen with meningitis. Imagine that phonecall. "Hello? Yes, I'm calling from AirTran. Thanks for flying with us... but, you may possibly have contracted bacterial meningitis from the sickly girl in the seat beside you. Get yourself to a hospital right away. And, again, thanks for flying with us. Come back soon."

While we're on the letter M (today's mid-afternoon post must be brought to you by the letter M), poor old Mindy McCready still can't seem to get her ducks in a row. She seems to want to head back to the pokey after another weekend arrest... this time for scratching her mother in the face (although, from the mug shot, it looks like her face took quite the scratch too) and resisting arrest (she claims her facial scratch actually came from the arresting officers... oh yeah, and they tackled her -- supposedly -- while she was holding her 15-month-old son). Wait. When did she have enough out-of-jail time to have that son? Again, I say... poor old Mindy McCready. Bless her heart.