• There comes a time when they’ve put so much Novocaine into your jaw that it’s better to lie, clench your toes, and breathe through the pain so that the dentist will just get on with it.
  • No, I didn’t do it with no numbing, but I sure as heck felt it.
  • I know there’s no points for doing stuff like this, but someone better remember it when I’m talking my way into Valhalla.
• Eating a big sandwich after having three fillings put in and while my mouth and face were utterly numb probably wasn’t the smartest thing I’ve ever done.
• Washing aspirin down with a cold beer to overcome tooth pain wasn’t very bright either.
  • Warm coffee, on the other hand, felt wonderful.
• Not sure why this scared me, but it did:  When I went to Little Bear’s school to fetch him for a doctor’s appointment, four young ladies came through who were visibly pregnant.  One of them was having Braxton-Hicks contractions and breathing through them.
• If I am rooting for the people who almost run you over, maybe you ought to move down to the crosswalk.

• There are few things that Boo enjoys more than a new cowboy hat and a pack of caps for his toy gun.
• Today was the day for looking at hideously expensive surplus guns.
  • Every time someone jacks up the price of a Mosin Nagant, Cthulhu devours the soul of a kitten.
  • A 1943 M-38 had a $260 price tag on it.  A sporterized Enfield was going for $400.  And the winner of the “WTF” award for September 2014 goes to the Norinco SKS that was priced at $695.
  • All of these guns looked like they’d been drug behind an airboat through the Everglades and then buried in a salt mine.
• There’s nothing like having to butt heads with your ex-wife to put a great spin on the day.
  • That reminds me. I need to send my divorce lawyer his yearly basket of fruit.

• Whoever talked to Bronson Pinchot between the production of Hard Magic and Spellbound and taught him how to pronounce “BAR”, thank you.  Both are excellent books and he reads them expertly, but that little detail was enough to jar me a bit in the first book.
• I made the switch from iPhone to Android on Friday.  Only major glitch so far is that the stereo in my car doesn’t want to work with the new phone to play music and such.  Oh well, I like a challenge.
• Irish Woman had hersomethingth class reunion today at Churchill Downs.
  • Do all Catholic women from my generation have “Mary” somewhere in their name, or is it just me?
• I turned $6 into $78 by betting on a horse based on his name.
  • “justabitcranky” just spoke to me.
• Irish Woman lost $6 by betting against Calvin Borel.  Her excuse was that he sometimes loses.  Today was not that day.
• I tried to explain to Irish Woman why meeting a bunch of new people today was exhausting.  Not sure how my message was received, but saying “my face hurts from smiling all afternoon” didn’t seem to get through.
• I’m trying an experiment tonight – I made my applesauce spice cake, except I substituted half a cup of apple bourbon for the vanilla and pushed slices of apple into the top of the batter before baking.  We’ll see how this turns out.
• My new dentist got a thumbs up this morning when I discovered a coffee pot with kona coffee and actual ceramic coffee cups in the lobby.

Thanks to OldNFO for passing this one on.

A female CNN journalist heard about a very old Jewish man who had been going to the Western Wall to pray, twice a day, every day, for a very long time. So she went to check it out.

She went to the Western Wall and there he was, walking slowly up to the holy site. She watched him pray and after about 45 minutes, when he turned to leave, using a cane and moving very slowly, she approached him for an interview. “Pardon me, sir, I’m Rebecca Smith from CNN. What’s your name?”

“Morris Feinberg,” he replied.

“Mr. Feinberg, how long have you been coming to the Western Wall and praying?”

“For about 60 years.”

“60 years! That’s amazing! What do you pray for?”

“I pray for peace between the Christians, Jews and the Muslims. I pray for all the wars and all the hatred to stop. I pray for all our children to grow up safely as responsible adults and to love their fellow man. I pray that politicians tell us the truth and put the interests of the people ahead of their own interests.”

“How do you feel after doing this for 60 years?”

“Like I’m talking to a f’ing wall.”

• I put an Ambulance Driver-ism into conversation today.  It tickled me pink.
  • Air goes in and out, blood goes round and round.
• Is it just me, or have the USA Patriot Act and the AUMF become enabling acts?
  • Mr. Godwin, please pick up the white courtesy phone.
• Irish Woman’s sapphire ring glows in the dark.  Apparently that’s expected behavior.
  • I was wondering for a while if someone had given me a ring with a piece of uranium glass or something.
• Whoever gave my youngest son a cowbell, I want you to know that I will find you someday.
• Doctor Seuss makes a heck of a lot more sense after a couple of beers.
• It occurs to me that if you’re going anywhere in the Dar al Islam, and either don’t blend in perfectly or aren’t surrounded by armed people who value your life, you’re an idiot.
• I swear we are not packrats, but I somehow was able to fill the bed of my truck with recyclables and two large garbage cans with junk as I was cleaning up the garage tonight.
  • I’m only 1/3 of the way done.  Oh, my aching back!