Coffee is Gross

I took my laptop and a microphone to the kids’ karate tonight so that I could do some singing/writing in the car while waiting for the class to let out.  I drove over to the far side of the parking lot, set everything up, picked the song I wanted to work on, and started hiccuping.  Sing a line, hiccup.  Sing half a line, hiccup.  Sing a syllable, hiccup.  I couldn’t stand it anymore.  

Bill Nye the Science Guy taught me that the way to get rid of hiccups is to take five quick sips of water.  That always works for me.  I didn’t have any water (nothing is worse than needing to take a leak while waiting outside in 17 degree weather) and the only drink available was an 11 hour old cup of dunkin donuts iced coffee.  Damn, I grabbed it and sipped it five times. 

That was the single most disgusting moment of my life.  Never, ever, have I been that grossed out by anything.  I wanted to vomit.  I wanted to hurl.  I wanted to blow chunks all over the front of the car.  

The hiccups stopped though, and I was able to get a whole vocal done on RPMarch01.  Granted, it’s awful and I’ll have to do it again, but I got it done for now.