Friday, July 11, 2008

the last word on dentists (I hope!)

The only occasion I have had since getting rid of the Neon to regret our one-car existence was riding the subway home from the dentist yesterday.  It was full of happy, shiny people heading to an afternoon Phillies game.  As they chatted and laughed, all I could do was hope desperately that bloody drool wasn't sliding down my numb lips.  

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