This past summer, I hurt my foot and had to wear a boot for about a month and a half.  Boots are the equivalent of a dog’s Cone of Shame for humans.  But nothing was going on.  No National Council Sessions or Farthest North council lawsuits to write about… what was I to do?  Well, I could have taken up a productive hobby, but no, I decided to check out the music of *NSYNC because I am a big Justin Timberlake fan. But I didn’t become one until his 20/20 tour in 2014, so I didn’t follow him during his rise to fame.  A fellow JT fan friend told me one time that she was originally an *NSYNC fan, and I scoffed because she would have been in her late 20s – early 30s when they were popular. I was in my mid to late 20s during *NSYNC’s heyday, and I didn’t pay them much attention since I assumed they were the stereotypical boy band.  I figured since I had the time, I’d check out JT’s early roots.

So I spent the summer watching *NSYNC concerts late at night. I may or may not have purchased their albums. I call it “The Summer of *NSYNC.” Continue reading