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I got my wisdom teeth out today. The dentist said he would put me under.  I suppose that doesn’t mean what I thought it means. I thought I would sort of just lose consciousness, but the actual experience was more like going numb all over and sinking into an ocean of complete apathy.  That was weird.

I don’t think the Doctor is a good man. Before half of everybody who reads this starts yelling and/or punching at their computers, I’d better expand on that a bit.  I never said, never thought, that he’s a bad man.  The Doctor certainly tries his hardest to be the best person he can be, which is sometimes maybe a very good man indeed.  Which puts him a step ahead of me, as I’ve been known to slack off, so look who’s talking.  And one can certainly make the argument that the sheer amount of effort he puts into trying to be a good man is enough to make him one, especially since it seems to be good enough most of t

I recently discovered that there’s this bowling ball by Roto Grip called “Infinite Theory.”  I wonder what its designers call themselves — infinite theorists?  Sounds prestigious, or at least numerous.