Hell is a Battlefield

I've been singing Pat Benatar all day.

All. Day.

And, of course, if you sing Pat Benatar, you must do the dance. Those of you who recall the '80s will of course know that I'm referring to the infamous Love is a Battlefield dance.

Why has this happened? How did I get sucked into an '80s time warp? It all started with pamie's story and skyrocketed out of control in the comments. Soon, there I was, burned nose-- I snorted hot tea (yes, I snort when I laugh, I'm a big geek) after reading a particularly funny comment-- shimmying, and shouting "We are young!"

It wasn't my best moment.