It went like this: "WTF, this mouthful of bread has a metallic foreign object in it! Oh, my teeth feel different."
So it's the plumber and the dentist next week. Bad three day weekend, no biscuit.
Links that are not about my teeth or my plumbing:
New online SF magazine debuts June 1: Lightspeed Magazine
From Scott Edelman, a ink to a YouTube Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugX4HRJQD1Y How many times do you have to tell someone to stop touching you? I'm thinking it should be less than forty.