I think it’s rained every day so far this month in Seattle. We’ve had a total of six days of 70 or above since the beginning of the year.

Right now it’s raining with lightning, thunder, and hail. And it’s my day off.

Yay.

Well yeah, it’s Seattle.

Whoo! High-Five! I’m rocking the temp crown as well. Just hoping it holds, last time i got a temp crown, it just kept falling out(even after returning to the dentist), so I ended up going without it until they got the final one put in.

My sophomore year of high school we had over 100 days of straight rain. No sunshine at all. I suppose I’m odd, because I thought it was awesome.

I don’t hold this against the dentist, but when they’re like doing all kinds of crazy shit it would be nice to have a running commentary. I think they prefer the patient to zone out, they offered me an iPod and headphones, and I was like “Hell no, I want to know what you’re doing!”

I didn’t realize I was getting a “temporary crown” until today, I thought I was going to be in and done (I have no knowledge of dental crown technology and processes), so I’m a little unhappy about not having this just be one-and-done.

At least they did all the work they needed to do on that side of my mouth in one go.

Not really. The average temp for this time of year is 68, so we’re having a cold month so far.

That said, they are still claiming we will have warm (mid 70s) and dry weather this coming weekend.

This was my second crown, the first one they informed me that they don’t make the crown at the office, they just make a mold, send it off to the manufacturer and then get it back in a week to two weeks. But yes, its a pain as its a bit sensitive for that entire time period.

I just learned a helpful lesson. If you happen to get hot pepper oils onto your balls, you’re going to need to soak them in milk. Vegetable oil, toothpaste, aloe, and vinegar–all “solutions” that the internet recommends–don’t do shit. Just fill a bowl with milk and drop the boys in there for five or ten minutes.

You’re welcome. God help you if you need this advice.


EXTREME VAPORIZER REVIEW

Someone’s going to ask, but it ain’t gonna be me.

Yahoo Answers wasn’t intended to be used this way, and 80% of their advice will kill you.

Listen, when you’re sitting at your computer sweating because the pain on a scale of 1-10 is a “fuck you and fuck your scale” and somebody on the internet says toothpaste helps with habanero burns I guaran-goddamn-tee you you’re going to be squeezing toothpaste on your balls just as quick as you can get to the bathroom.

edit: further advice would be Don’t chop peppers and then use the bathroom without washing your hands first but really, that one seems kind of obvious in hindsight.


Maine Dispensaries

Two Sheds, you’ve validated your entire existence with those two posts. Fucking hilarious.

Same thing happened to a friend, sort of. We were out eating wings and he went to the bathroom and then you just hear screaming from the bathroom.

QFMFT.

Sheds, sorry that happened to ya. That said, thank you for posting about it. :D

Good luck with washing your hands. Three words:

Disposable latex gloves.

That is all.

-xtien

Been there, Arthur. Jumped up from habenero wings to run to the bathroom, and did not think to wash my hands in time.

I imagine the sensation was not unlike the syfy, but dipping your dong in milk is a more complicated endeavor than teabagging a bowl of milk. I managed to fill a glass with milk, press, and lift, fortunately.

Never again, I pray.

Oh fuck me i feel your pain. Granted i did not do this with habaneros, just regular chilis but i did not go to the toilet, i (tried) to take out my contact lenses. Dear lord, the pain!

Think about how much worse it could’ve been if he’d been handling naga jolokia (ghost chilis).

My good buddy and his wife share a similar story. Don’t get fresh with your spouse after eating peppers. I think her remedy was ice cubes, though, not a milk douche.

Along similar lines, I had an habanero pepper eating contest one time. I won with 2 and a half. The next day on the toilet was when I decided never to do that kind of contest again. Oh sensitive mucous membranes, you show up in places we often forget about.

The H in ‘Preparation H’ is for habanero…