On Head-Banging

Several times a year I seriously injure my neck as a recurring result of head-banging and an original massive neck sprain due to making-the-bed-somersault-ohshitquickavoidthecat-splat.

Now I can no longer crack my neck in one direction, and had to learn all sorts of new ways to do it. Moreover, I invariably manage to sprain my neck again once every few months. This almost exclusively stems from the the guitar solo in the middle of "Bohemian Rhapsody" or "What Is Love?" from Night At the Roxbury. However, last night I believe it might have resulted from playing Kings with Rolling Rock and Bailey's whilst listening to the album Circus by Britney Spears.

When you hear Britney, well, if you can't shut it off you just tend to drink faster.