Dental D Day

Today was D Day, dental D Day. As LL reminds me, don't put it off, take the war to the enemy, in this case, my teeth. So I drove across Dallas to get the malefactors pulled. 

Unlike the real D Day, this operation didn't hurt, and nobody got killed. In fact it seemed like a lot less hassle than a root canal, and there I was, 2 implants and a set of falsies later, ready to get back in the fight.

You know, the kind of fight that doesn't involve speaking, eating or anything much to do with your mouth. But hey, it had to be done otherwise tooth poison was going to get to the heart and bring this endeavor to an untimely end. To say nothing of the ultimate benefit of a functional mouth.

In other news, the tyranny of Blogger is about to be broken with big thanks to HS who's kindly arranged hosting and development for lonestarparson.com. It's "live" so feel free to have a look, but bear in mind it's "under development." 

God bless,

LSP

Missing in Action, So Hit the Links

You know what it's like, one of your agencies, the CDC, has gone off the rails, maybe it was never even on them. And you're seething. It looks bad, real bad. 

 

The Most Powerful

 

The whole nation's scratching their heads and wondering, "Who's in charge of this operation, the Three Stooges or the Keystone Kops?"

Man in the World

So what do you do? Hit the links, obviously, for four hours and work out the stress of yet another scandal. 

 

I Want the Chop.

 

Then go to an Ebola briefing in your cleats and wonder why your new Ebola Czar isn't there. Again. Dammit. Maybe he's at Bobby Van's, Morton's the Steakhouse, Prime Rib, District Chophouse, the Capital Grille. Who the Hell knows. He's not here.

 

Nice

 

Good thing we're not dealing with anything serious here, eh?

God bless,

LSP