Subscribe in a reader

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

The Tooth and Nothing But the Tooth

We've just returned from a long weekend in Charleston, SC. Over the course of this trip (which was otherwise quite delightful) a wisdom tooth of mine decided to make merry some of the other wreckage in there, and I was periodically entertained with waves of excruciating pain.

When we returned, I took the opportunity of updating my Three Stooges page-a-day calendar, and was greeted with the following message:

Image hosted by

To add insult to injury, it was followed by today's entry:

Image hosted by

This is a prognostication of my tomorrow with me taking the part of Moe and the dentist Curly. I can't wait for the iron frying pan anesthetic.


Anonymous said...

I've had four crowns this year and none of them made me feel like a king. I view it as just part of my inevitable death spiral. Have a nice day.

Denny Tin

Denny Floss said...

I feel your pain. I've lost all my teeth except for my incisors. I'll be moving to McKinleyville tomorrow to work at Rite Aid. It's the Rite thing to do.

Len said...

The interesting thing is that the deep cleaning hurt worse than the extractions. And I get to go back for more deep cleaning and one more extraction. Life is good.

Gabby Johnson

Denny Floss said...

I had all my fillings replaced last year. It went well until the dentist got to the lower left quadrant. After the fillings in that quadrant were replaced I would receive a shock inside my mouth every time my fork would touch my tooth. I have to admit it did keep me alert during meal times. When I asked my dentist about it he replied "Silver-plated flatware, It happens to me too. I have my own set. Bought them on eBay." I thought he was joking but the saliva in my mouth is high in electrolytes which conduct electricity when my stainless fork gets near my filling. If you think about it, every time you bring food into your mouth (if you're right-handed) your fork goes into the lower left quadrant. I haven't picked up any radio stations or podcasts yet but I'm expecting the audio from this blog any day now. I don't know why I'm telling you this but I guess that's the kind of thing blogs are for. Right?

Len said...

Confession is good for the soul, brother. Let it out. Unburden yourself. And if you jam a coathanger in your mouth after 10 pm and point it east, you can pick up Cincinnati.

Den T. Frist