I'm relatively certain that I long ago obliterated any impression that I might be even a tiny bit cool, but just in case, let's finish the job right now.
On a night when the Pirates were in the playoffs for only the second time in a very long time, I had a ticket to see Nick Carter and Jordan Knight in concert. And I'm admitting it. Publicly. Because who hasn't wondered whether the Backstreet Boys or NKOTB are better dancers?
Shut up. You've totally wondered. I now have evidence that the answer is BSB.
Am I the only one who has lost cool points now? I don't think I should be. Ahem.
I just ... I mean ... My face actually hurts from laughing so much.
Which is to say, it might make me extremely uncool to say this, but the concert was SO. MUCH. FUN.
And I learned a very important lesson. No matter how famous, rich, and successful a person might be, some day he might just get caught on video singing The Thong Song while fake slapping another boy band member's ass.