Monday, August 28, 2006

Root Canal: Opportunity For Bling?

Today I went to see a dentist in Montclair. Some of my readers may remember a time before this blog when I got emergency root canal surgery. It was fun! While it was harrowing, the surgery saved my tooth. But it's been a while since then and now the time has come to sure up that tooth.

I didn't realize that, as part of the process of fitting the crown (a porcelain & metal piece replacement tooth which is glued over the post) they basically have to drill away most of the remaining tooth. Sounds a lot worse than it was.

The beauty of root canal surgery is that the nerve of the tooth is gone. So they can do whatever they want and there's no pain.

Anyways, so now I have a temporary crown. It's made of hard plastic. In a couple weeks my new tooth should be ready. There was some talk of matching it to the color of the other teeth, but the only way to do that would be to paint in a filling. (How braces supremely screwed up my teeth is a story for another time).

It occurred to me, after my visit to the dentist, that I could have requested a gold/silver/platinum tooth. Too bad it's a back molar and not something more visible. My rap career is going nowhere until I get some sweet bling bling.

Sunday, August 20, 2006

We're Back!

The trip was a success! Travel is expensive, but it's well worth it. Pictures later!

Saturday, August 12, 2006

We're Off!

Nelly and I are going to South Carolina (Pawleys Island, actually) for the week. We're flying out tomorrow and coming back next Sunday. We should have some pictures as well.

See you later!

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Watch out Neocons!

So, this Lamont v. Lieberman thing has been getting a great deal of press. Lamont won and Senate democrats quickly gave him their support. Of course, that's not what interests me. See, there's this picture in the article...


Oh damn. Watch out Neocons! The newly energized left is coming to get you! With their bad haircuts, gnashed teeth and squinty eyes.

Beware!

Friday, August 04, 2006

Bombs, Missiles, & Rockets

Hezbollah and Israel are in a "war" of sorts. Every day on my ride to work I listen as the news anchors describe the number of rockets that Hezbollah has launched into Israel (nearly 100, between 100 and 200, over 200, more than a bushel, etc...). Always, the anouncer will "balance" this information by anouncing that Israel continues its "missile strikes in Lebanon". (They never give a number, presumably because it's uncountable.)

They always use the same words, Hezbollah launches "rockets". Israel launches "missiles". So I began to wonder, is there a particular nomenclature just for explosive armaments? "Rocket" and "missile" seem awfully similar words. Is there really that significant a difference?

Apparently, there is. The good people at AnswerBag.com have already tackled this question.

Seems awfully arbitrary to me. Certainly, in the current conflict, there is the implication that Israel's missiles are far more potent and sophisticated than Hezbollah's rockets. Essentially, though, we're talking about the same thing in terms of operation and the outcome achieved (e.g. death).

Another Weekend At the Beach

Last weekend (that would be July 29-30th) Nelly and I went down to Wildwood, NJ for the 14th annual Wildwood Beach Ultimate tournament. Apparently, the largest ultimate tournament in the world!


Our team was called "I Lost My Pickle". Mainly a collection of friends and people we know. We did okay, going 3-3 over the weekend and winning whatever pool we ended up in. It was rediculously hot over the weekend, with some scorching sands. Playing right on the beach, just a short walk from the ocean, certainly helped mitigate the staggering weather.

Nelly and I both had a wonderful time. Special thanks to Su May who took care of the organizational details (tourney bid, hotel, rides, etc...). And thanks to [Top Row] Meghan, (Me), Nelly, Seth, Chris, Java, Ken, [Bottom Row] Sue, Jen, and (again) Su May for playing great ultimate and being generally fun people!

Hey! I lost my pickle!