I’m an Unwilling Participant in a Scientific Experiment

As such things are wont to happen; I am an unwilling participant in a scientific experiment in human biology.

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Worse, it’s not even one of those experiments were you get paid for participating.

It all started this past Saturday night when I was eating dinner. It was a nice dinner with good company and I was sort of lost in the moment and enjoying myself. Suddenly, about halfway through the meal, I realize I’m missing part of the second lower molar on the left side of my mouth. I feel around with my tongue and it’s pretty jagged but most of the tooth is still intact. My first reaction was to get mad because who wants to go sit in the dentist’s chair and deal with this stuff but then I realized I never felt the broken portion of the tooth in my mouth which means I had to have swallowed the thing. The only other time I broke a tooth I knew it right away and I spit out the chunk of broken tooth but I guess this little ivory nugget is on a journey where no man has gone before. So now I sit (literally) and wait to see what happens and that, friends, is the experiment in human biology that I’m currently a part of.

Sort of on the subject of biology, I’ve decided that itching is frequently a product of our minds. Like if we think about itching, or think we should be itching, we suddenly feel an itch. Of course then the more we scratch, the more we itch. I just itched my chin.

Baseball Joke of the Day: Joe Mauer is changing his uniform number from ‘7’ to ‘6-4-3’. Get it? I’m a Joe Mauer fan and I don’t buy any of the criticisms from local fans and sportswriters, but I thought the joke was funny.

Enjoy your Monday and thanks for reading!