Brad's 'not quite a review...'

let me tell you about my recent fall in with rings. a mere string of what you might call, "coincidences?" i dont know. you tell me...

exhibit a) i just read lord of the rings in its entirety. no big deal right?

exhibit b) i just saw the movie "the ring". (and this is my review: i was all like, "dang thats freaky, but its no night at the roxbury!")

exhibit c) i am wearing a ring.

exhibit d) i just had this, what you would call, a "procedure" where the doctor takes this big 'ol tube with a camera on the end and jams it down my throat until its in my stomach. its called an endoscopy. why? because he has to see the thing in my esophogus that is making my bolus get stuck in my throat, thus causing me excrutiating pain. sometimes i even chuck the bolus back up and right on out (a bolus by the way, is the medical term for "chewed food". your welcome.). when the doctor sees what he has to see, he dialates this ring of tissue called a schotskys ring. now i can swallow food without my eyes watering. again - coincidence? nooooooo.

exhibit e) my phone doesnt jingle. it rings.

exhibit f) my asian neighbor cant say the word, "lingo". instead he says, "ringo".

exhibit g) i have feet that resemble a hobbits, and someone has at one point made sure i knew my feet were like a hobbits. refer to exhibit a.

exhibit h) i love that dr. dre hook when hes all, "ring ding dong, ring a ding ding dong, keep their heads ringin'."

now, you may look at all this and say to yourself that this is no big deal, but i think its more than that. whatever the case is, i have to say this is all pretty freaky.