I USE CREST, SO AIN'T NO CAVITY CREEPS IN MY GRILL

2:17am thursday november eleventh 2004

this morning, after robin finished the news, I hopped on a manhattan-bound F train at carroll street. I got out at 14th and walked east. I walked into personal dental service on 19th street. I thought I'd stop in for a little late-morning dentistry.

my teeth may be a little un-white from constant coffee treatments, but otherwise I think they're the pride of my mouth. after some x-rays and cleaning and polishing, I thought I'd get a pat on the back, maybe with a "way to go, champ. you make dentistry worthwhile."

but that's when I got the stunning news... I have a "small cavity," as the dentist lady said ever so matter-of-factly. she was just digging around in my mouth, surely she must've noticed that I haven't had a cavity before. she wasn't even phased by it. she didn't shed one tear while she told me! outrageous. I'm not some young kid who eats a lot of candy. I'm some 27 year-old guy who drinks a lot of beer.

"this is an outrage!" I said as I stormed out.

but yeah, seems the cavity creeps made a hole in my teeth. even though I was totally with dre when he said that line above, somehow peter griffin and those creepy creeps made their way into my face.

anyway, that was my morning. it took a hole in my teeth to update my site, I guess. while I'm here, some portfolio updates:

some new cingular banners •  
the prom kings site finally launched •  

and my latest obsession:

audioscrobbler •