Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.
Wednesday, December 31, 2003
The long march
Oh, that hurt. First, property taxes, then I decided to walk on over to the bank and pay the mortgage. Did I mention that it hurt?
Today seems to be the day for it--I brushed my teeth this morning, using my new tube of AquaFresh Extreme Clean. I bought it because the tube is shiny silver, and, well, you know, I like shiny things. Anyway, the goop inside promises nice shiny teeth, too, and it has "Micro-Active Foam" that has some sort of "dynamic foaming action"--I think they copied from Dow Chemical's Scrubbing Bubbles.
I can tell you this thing for sure--although its effects on my teeth may be debatable, sucking a tiny bit into the upper portion of your respiratory system is nigh unto drinking a Drano shooter. The dynamic foaming action hurts, and the fresh minty flavor burns, not being the least bit cool and tingling. Although it does last.
I hacked and coughed and spit and heaved, then did the same when I got in the shower, until I thought I was going to have to go to the hospital.
I'm all better now, though. Sorta.
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