‘I mean, that would explain the disappearing act’.
I wish I could do magic tricks — always wanted to — but I never could muster the coordination, so I had to settle for being, as my Wife calls me, a Smarty Pants Big Head.
The story of yesterday for me was summed-up rather nicely by me [natch] in a Tweet last Evening:
BOB’S DAY TODAY: Morning – Wake-up, Bad Toothache; Late-Morning – Dentist; Afternoon – Root Canal; Early-Evening – PAIN–>Nap+Drugs=Better
— Bob Belvedere (@BobBelvedere) May 14, 2014
Ah!…but not better enough: The day-after soreness has included the site in the back of my mouth where the numbing solution needle was used, which has, in turn, sent my slowly-dying wisdom tooth into, on the same lower jaw side as the root canaled tooth, it seems, a precipitous slide towards it’s final destination. Further, the benign lump on the row of teeth above said tooth has decided to go active. All-in-all, I’d rather be in Philadelphia.
But, like Protein Wisdom and Ace, I’m back and, as you can see by the post below, ready to take on the dastardly retards known as ‘Leftists’.
EXCELSIOR!…and pass the pain meds!
