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For the first time in what is really an irresponsibly long while, I’m off to the dentist to be chided for oral neglect — settle down, Beltzner — and prodded with sharp things. As much as is reasonably possible under the circumstances, I’m actually quite excited about the prospect. I think it’s a tremendous sign of maturity that I did not have a breakfast of “Hot Tamales”:http://www.candywarehouse.com/hottam20cas.html today.