I spent six hours in the dentist’s office today. I can’t help but think that the dentist’s chair has got to be what hell is like. There are feelings of guilt for not brushing and flossing enough, mental anguish for knowing how much the bill will be, and some serious white-knuckle fear when he starts to use that grinding tool. Anyhow, my upper front six teeth are now hidden by a temporary impression of the teeth that I walked in with (behind the temp, I think, is something which might look like the pointed, filed teeth of some tribesman…or possibly Mike Tyson’s gaping grin). Of course, in a few weeks, when my veneers are final, perhaps I will have that toothy Val Kilmer smile. However it goes, brush your teeth kids. Do it now.