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tooth not broken at the dentist
Wednesday, August 24 2016
As you'll recall, the artificial crown of my punk rock tooth had been hanging by a bit of carbon fiber from late March until late July, when my horrified dentist reattached it, quickly restoring the full health and functionality of my mouth. The reattachment had been understood to be provisional, and another appointment had been scheduled for 9:00am this morning to perhaps do something more permanent. So I drove out to West Hurley, and even before I could sit down in the waiting room, I was whisked to a procedure room, where I was given an xray and an examination. My dentist decided the crown was now on solidly and that if it wasn't broke, he probably shouldn't fix it (he didn't use those words, but it's an argument I will rarely resist). So now I was on the edge of Woodstock with nothing much to do. I would've gone to the Tibetan Center thrift store, but it was only a little after 9:00am and that doesn't open until 10:00am. So I drove to Woodstock to see if I could get kombucha at the health food store called Sunflower. The prices there tend to be a bit expensive, but where else would there be kombucha? I'd checked at Hurley Ridge and they don't sell it there. At $3-$4 for a 12 to 16 ounce bottle, kombucha would be an expensive habit (far more so than a microbrew habit). But I get it; I like what kombucha does for my digestive system (an effect that, I concede, might be entirely placebic).
I went to Bread Alone for a cup of coffee and a bagel with faux cream cheese, onion, and tomato on it. I ate it in the dining room amid the six or seven Woodstockians (some of whom were familiar), sitting by myself, looking less sad and lonely because I had a cellphone for a companion. When I was done, I only had about twenty more minutes to kill before the Tibetan Center would be opening, but I went home anyway.
Back at the house, I snacked throughout the day on various fermented probiotic things in addition to the 16 ounces of kombucha I'd bought (for about $3.30).
In my remote workplace, I concentrated on building a mechanism that would allow files to be uploaded into the reporting system I've been elaborating of late. This would make it so uploaded files (spreadsheets for now, but perhaps other sorts of files in the future) could be processed line-by-line using token-containing SQL queries to look up and add more data or even alter the database before producing a CSV for download. I love projects like this that are complicated and solve real problems. In this case, the problem was adding scanlines to mailing addresses. I didn't even know what a scanline was a few days ago.
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