Monthly Archives: March 2009

Cavities hurt. Yesterday I got two of them filled real tight with the hard, white cake. First they sat me down in the loungy, blue leather dentist chair and then tipped me back so the blood poured into my brain … Continue reading →

Nobody likes pennies. Sure, maybe in the 1800s they scored you a handful of gumballs or the evening edition of your local Times-Express, but these days they’re barely worth 1% of a Snickers bar. Go on, lick the edge of … Continue reading →