It's 11:46. Have you flossed today?
Reminder courtesy of Flossers Anonymous, founded 2005
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
I happen to love john stewart
I think he is just about the funniest man around. And that nerdy guy who does the interviews. What's bad about john stewart is this, I'm usually supposed to be sleeping when his show comes on, or at least staring at boring TV or a boring book so that I don't want to be awake anymore. But when the daily show comes on I start laughing and wake right up. It's a problem.
Today I went to the dentist for the 20th time this year. I should buy stock in dentist tool makers or something. Let me give you the brief history.
During college I was pretty slack about the dentist. I went to Woodruff a couple times but then one time the dentist there asked me if I did crack b/c of the stains on my teeth. I looked at him with a baffled stare and then he realized he was stupid and said, "oh do you just drink a lot of tea or coffee." Yes, wise dentist who makes more money in a year than I'll see in my lifetime, yes, I drink coffee and DO NOT do crack. Sheeez.
I decided when I became an adult last year that I should go to the dentist and so I found this place near work that could see me before school at like 7AM. How cool!? I should have thought it was weird. I went the first day and the guy was very nice. He even gave me a tshirt and a cookie. And the cookie WAS good. I thought I was set, until I went in for my consultation where this woman sat me down in a room and showed me a gross picture album of deteriorating teeth. Then she told me I had 19 cavities. Yes people, 19. I thought tragedy was striking and the world was ending. Who's ever heard of such? B/c it was so outrageous I fell for it until I told my pal Will. He told me it was a scam and the guy was trying to pay for a boat. I think he was right.
I went to a different dentist for a second opinion. CRAZY! I only had 4 cavities. Yes, that's gross, I know. Go ahead and judge me! So I handled it, got them filled. Woopie, I'm good to go now.
I went back to the dentist today for a routine cleaning. The lady practically made me come out of the chair. What's up with ripping up someone's face with floss. I was sore after and I didn't even get a cookie. Just a toothbrush and some listerine and the news that I need to floss for 10 days straight, no exceptions! Apparently, we all need to floss A LOT. And I'm serious. She compared floss to an antibiotic and compared tartar to spackle, like caulking?? Oh she was full of metaphors. People, we all have gingivitis. Be that Listerine guy! Hold out for the entire 30 Seconds! You can do it!
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Today I went to the dentist for the 20th time this year. I should buy stock in dentist tool makers or something. Let me give you the brief history.
During college I was pretty slack about the dentist. I went to Woodruff a couple times but then one time the dentist there asked me if I did crack b/c of the stains on my teeth. I looked at him with a baffled stare and then he realized he was stupid and said, "oh do you just drink a lot of tea or coffee." Yes, wise dentist who makes more money in a year than I'll see in my lifetime, yes, I drink coffee and DO NOT do crack. Sheeez.
I decided when I became an adult last year that I should go to the dentist and so I found this place near work that could see me before school at like 7AM. How cool!? I should have thought it was weird. I went the first day and the guy was very nice. He even gave me a tshirt and a cookie. And the cookie WAS good. I thought I was set, until I went in for my consultation where this woman sat me down in a room and showed me a gross picture album of deteriorating teeth. Then she told me I had 19 cavities. Yes people, 19. I thought tragedy was striking and the world was ending. Who's ever heard of such? B/c it was so outrageous I fell for it until I told my pal Will. He told me it was a scam and the guy was trying to pay for a boat. I think he was right.
I went to a different dentist for a second opinion. CRAZY! I only had 4 cavities. Yes, that's gross, I know. Go ahead and judge me! So I handled it, got them filled. Woopie, I'm good to go now.
I went back to the dentist today for a routine cleaning. The lady practically made me come out of the chair. What's up with ripping up someone's face with floss. I was sore after and I didn't even get a cookie. Just a toothbrush and some listerine and the news that I need to floss for 10 days straight, no exceptions! Apparently, we all need to floss A LOT. And I'm serious. She compared floss to an antibiotic and compared tartar to spackle, like caulking?? Oh she was full of metaphors. People, we all have gingivitis. Be that Listerine guy! Hold out for the entire 30 Seconds! You can do it!
!!!
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Whaddya Know?
So it's been a fantastic kind of weekend. I still have a bit of grownup work to do before 8 AM tomorrow, but I'm sure the work fairies will appear later today.
I came to the upstate yesterday for the Run for Hope 5k in Greenville. They had the whole course lined with luminaries and it started at 8 PM so it was nice and dark, and a very relaxing time. I finished the race pretty late perhaps because I got so distracted looking around at the scenery. It looped through Cleveland Park in Greenville, and I can't figure out why I've never been there before. Been to downtown tons of times, but never there & it's right beside it all pretty much. Anyway, it was a pretty course and there were lots of families. The best thing about this run was all the little kids who seemed to be attempting their first 5k. Within a tenth of the first mile a couple started crying immediately because they realized people were going to be passing them. You know that whole embarrassment/disappointment in your little legs thing that happens to kids right?? And then all the mom's and dad's, were giving them pep talks. Out a good ways, probably around 2.5 miles or so, I came up on this little boy whose gait was rather floppy. He was so tired, and his dad kept saying stuff like, "OK, let your heels strike first, one after the other." It was great. I'm in no rush for a kid AT ALL, but it would be fun to borrow someone else's kid and try to get them thru a 5k.
In the midst of the crying kids at the start my sister, who was going to set the pace, was really pushing me, so I told her to go ahead of me please, and she did. She finished 2 minutes or so in front. I was proud of her and pretty happy that it was just me and my feet out there having a good time with the candles and this old guy who I made it my mission to beat, and I did. Here's a link to some pics from the night if you're interested...no pressure! www.jasonhinton.com/runforhope
OH! and here's some pictures from the Cooper too. Again, no pressure!
www.jasonhinton.com/cooper
There's plenty of pics of the fam in there too and LOTS of my sis as the photographer would be her fiance. But you can find me and Rob interspersed here and there.
I came to the upstate yesterday for the Run for Hope 5k in Greenville. They had the whole course lined with luminaries and it started at 8 PM so it was nice and dark, and a very relaxing time. I finished the race pretty late perhaps because I got so distracted looking around at the scenery. It looped through Cleveland Park in Greenville, and I can't figure out why I've never been there before. Been to downtown tons of times, but never there & it's right beside it all pretty much. Anyway, it was a pretty course and there were lots of families. The best thing about this run was all the little kids who seemed to be attempting their first 5k. Within a tenth of the first mile a couple started crying immediately because they realized people were going to be passing them. You know that whole embarrassment/disappointment in your little legs thing that happens to kids right?? And then all the mom's and dad's, were giving them pep talks. Out a good ways, probably around 2.5 miles or so, I came up on this little boy whose gait was rather floppy. He was so tired, and his dad kept saying stuff like, "OK, let your heels strike first, one after the other." It was great. I'm in no rush for a kid AT ALL, but it would be fun to borrow someone else's kid and try to get them thru a 5k.
In the midst of the crying kids at the start my sister, who was going to set the pace, was really pushing me, so I told her to go ahead of me please, and she did. She finished 2 minutes or so in front. I was proud of her and pretty happy that it was just me and my feet out there having a good time with the candles and this old guy who I made it my mission to beat, and I did. Here's a link to some pics from the night if you're interested...no pressure! www.jasonhinton.com/runforhope
OH! and here's some pictures from the Cooper too. Again, no pressure!
www.jasonhinton.com/cooper
There's plenty of pics of the fam in there too and LOTS of my sis as the photographer would be her fiance. But you can find me and Rob interspersed here and there.
Monday, April 4, 2005
more about feeling faint and a beating heart
First, make sure you read Rob's Blog, at right, click Mollkey.
I have so many inflammatory statements to make about the Bridge Run, that I begin stuttering and well, Rob's done such a fantastic job highlighting the wet events of Saturday morning, that I won't even bother. But I will say 2 minor things,
1. Always carry a poncho with you, even if you're just going to Bi-Lo. You never know when it might start to rain heavily.
2. The bridge run has become a tourist trap with people from other countries posing at the highest peak of the bridge to snap photos of one another against the backdrop of the sky. You're so high up, it's not like the water would actually show anyway.
I was the rudest runner I've ever been in my life. It makes cross country meets with the elbowing and kicking look like a cake walk. Rob pushed a large man in the stomach, I yelled about cute little kids being in the way. I knocked into probably 200 people weaving through the walker's monstrosity. DON'T GET ME WRONG! Walkers are lovely people, when they're moving. However, so many just strolled with STROLLERS and very pointy umbrellas just waiting for me to approach so they could make a quick jab into my thigh or head depending.
Oh but it was a lovely time. I'm glad we made it across even if there was high emotion in the mix.
I have so many inflammatory statements to make about the Bridge Run, that I begin stuttering and well, Rob's done such a fantastic job highlighting the wet events of Saturday morning, that I won't even bother. But I will say 2 minor things,
1. Always carry a poncho with you, even if you're just going to Bi-Lo. You never know when it might start to rain heavily.
2. The bridge run has become a tourist trap with people from other countries posing at the highest peak of the bridge to snap photos of one another against the backdrop of the sky. You're so high up, it's not like the water would actually show anyway.
I was the rudest runner I've ever been in my life. It makes cross country meets with the elbowing and kicking look like a cake walk. Rob pushed a large man in the stomach, I yelled about cute little kids being in the way. I knocked into probably 200 people weaving through the walker's monstrosity. DON'T GET ME WRONG! Walkers are lovely people, when they're moving. However, so many just strolled with STROLLERS and very pointy umbrellas just waiting for me to approach so they could make a quick jab into my thigh or head depending.
Oh but it was a lovely time. I'm glad we made it across even if there was high emotion in the mix.
Friday, April 1, 2005
Spring is in the Air
I love the Zyrtec commercials where everyone is in black and white, dogs, trees, and even people pop in and out of the frame. And then, waaa-lahh the black/white film is swept away and there are bright colors showering down from above. It's the popping in and out of the frame part I like best.
Got home yesterday from a spring break trip to GA to visit some friends and fam of Will's and then to Savannah for my birthday. Fun times all around. Hotel beds do determine the kind of vacation you will have. There are two choices. 1) A dump you out bed. This type of bed got it's name because it's so uncomfortable that you are practically dumped out since standing up feels better than lying down. This condition could be caused by springs springing sideways or a matress positioned in a heads up or heads down angle or the bed could stink; there is always that. 2) A gravitron bed. This type of bed got it's name because no matter what you do you can't get out of it usually because it's so squishy comfortable, hence the gravity allusion. These beds are the type that allow jumping like a monkey on one side, but yet, not disturbing the sleeper on the other side. Though it seems that type 1 would give you the best vacation b/c you'd be standing more and so chances of getting out are higher, type 2 is the best, truly. Only problem with 2 is trying to get out of it; someone definitely has to give you a shove onto the floor. I'm serious, people, you can't roll out or sit up. I encountered both type 1 and type 2 fortunately; it kept me humble.
The other thing about vacation that's a challenge is the coffee intake. Now GA is full of Starbucks, sure sure. However, somehow I only got to have 1. Yes, 1, which is about 10,0000% less of an intake than usual. Then I went to one of those ripoff places that hangs the sign, "Proudly Serving Starbucks Coffee" and should also include, "Hikes Prices Because We Have to Make Up for Being a Lie" because a little tiny latte with no tasty vanilla was $5.25. What the hell? I walked away from that kiosk with mixed feelings; joy that I still had my $5 in my pocket and sad because again I would start my day without the goods.
Off to Charleston today to trudge over the Cooper Rvr Bridge with Robino. It should be a grand ole time; just hope my legs can do the whole thing in a running position.
Happy Legs. Happy Feet.
Got home yesterday from a spring break trip to GA to visit some friends and fam of Will's and then to Savannah for my birthday. Fun times all around. Hotel beds do determine the kind of vacation you will have. There are two choices. 1) A dump you out bed. This type of bed got it's name because it's so uncomfortable that you are practically dumped out since standing up feels better than lying down. This condition could be caused by springs springing sideways or a matress positioned in a heads up or heads down angle or the bed could stink; there is always that. 2) A gravitron bed. This type of bed got it's name because no matter what you do you can't get out of it usually because it's so squishy comfortable, hence the gravity allusion. These beds are the type that allow jumping like a monkey on one side, but yet, not disturbing the sleeper on the other side. Though it seems that type 1 would give you the best vacation b/c you'd be standing more and so chances of getting out are higher, type 2 is the best, truly. Only problem with 2 is trying to get out of it; someone definitely has to give you a shove onto the floor. I'm serious, people, you can't roll out or sit up. I encountered both type 1 and type 2 fortunately; it kept me humble.
The other thing about vacation that's a challenge is the coffee intake. Now GA is full of Starbucks, sure sure. However, somehow I only got to have 1. Yes, 1, which is about 10,0000% less of an intake than usual. Then I went to one of those ripoff places that hangs the sign, "Proudly Serving Starbucks Coffee" and should also include, "Hikes Prices Because We Have to Make Up for Being a Lie" because a little tiny latte with no tasty vanilla was $5.25. What the hell? I walked away from that kiosk with mixed feelings; joy that I still had my $5 in my pocket and sad because again I would start my day without the goods.
Off to Charleston today to trudge over the Cooper Rvr Bridge with Robino. It should be a grand ole time; just hope my legs can do the whole thing in a running position.
Happy Legs. Happy Feet.
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