Let me break the silence of this blog by making an announcement: I have no cavities! After my employers decided to raise everyones dental insurance payments and thus almost causing a revolt, I decided it was probably time I take advantage of said dental insurance. And as much as I hate being in the dentist's chair, I must admit that it was kind of fun having a high-rise view of midtown to distract me from what the dentist was doing. I won't go into the details. (The picture here is a dentist's trade sign from the mid 19th century on display at the American Museum of Folk Art. Signs like these were common in a time when many people could not read.)
I celebrated my good teeth by eating a bunch of sugary things.