Saturday, July 23, 2005

Where Are My Teef?

I had a dentist appointment this morning. No cavities to report. However, I felt like the Bill Murray character in Little Shop of Horrors, who just loved the dental experience. Yet before you make any generalizations, like "are you cracked? No one likes the dentist", you must read this article. After finishing it, I felt pumped about protecting my teeth from ever rotting.

Note: this feeling will inevitably fade and the normal queeziness of dental offices will quickly return.