Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Something to Smile about


My whole life I have hated my smile, mostly due to the fact that I had fangs. In my mind the fangs were the first thing people saw and it made me selfconsious. So I finally desided to do something about it. I went to my dentist, layed out the cash (more than I care to admit) and had 6 Vaneers put on. Well its not that easy.

First they grind down your real teeth so that they are reshaped in the way you want. They literally cut the fangs off about halfway down. Once the teeth are shapped they take an impression. Then they put on a acrylic set of "test teeth." I wore them for a week and drove my friends crazy about what changes I need to make so they perfect. I then went in and had a revision done, more grinding and more acrylic. BTW, the acrylic teeth were gross because they made my gums bleed, hence the pic below.

Once the teeth were the way I wanted they took an impression. The 2 impressions (ground down real teeth and test smile) to the vaneer place. The lab gets 3 weeks to build the perfect teeth. During this time I could not use my front teeth to bite, which was a collasal pain in the butt.


Today I went in and had the "test smile" removed and the final vaneers put on. The process took 2.5 hrs. My jaw was so tired and I was high as a kite from the bonding agents (4 of them) they use to adhere the vaneer to my real teeth. It was all worth it, see pic below. Now I have something to smile about.



Tuesday, August 28, 2007

1 Weekend and a Bucket of Weirdness.

That's not the Twilight Zone...its just an average weekend in the life of Yeti. This last weekend was far from normal when it comes to other peoples lives, from what I hear.

Friday night I went to dinner with Captain N which was totally normal. We then went to a Boston club. A guy who can only be described as Uncle Jesse Duke from The Dukes of Hazzard . He was knee walking spit slinging drunk. He came up to Captain N and I since we were 2 out of maybe 15 people in the bar. Captain N likes to get people like that on a role which is only fueled by his body language of leaning in and acting all interested. "Uncle Jesse" started to explain how the Minute Men protected Massachusetts from the British because they hide behind trees and rocks instead of marching in rows. Captain N just kept on fueling the interaction. I had horrible nightmares that I was going to be found as a skeleton in the same place with him still talking. At that point my Fight or Flight kicked in and I turned the conversation and "Uncle Jesse" left. Later that night we found him laying on the gravel area around a light post at the gas station next door. Yes we did stop to make sure he was alive...but then quickly got in the car for fear he would wake up and start talking with us again.

I spent part of Saturday shopping in the children's section with Dr. Bombay since he has lost so much weight (but still healthy) he is wearing an 18-20 in boys clothes. Yes I am a little jealous but I will never be small enough to wear those clothes. I am happy for Dr. Bombay...ok it is more a selfish happy since now we will not being trying to buy the same clothes. While in the children's department there was a father and son shopping, for what I overheard was school clothes, and the boy could not fit into the 18-20 sizes and he could not have been more than 11 years old. I grew up a fat kid and know how painful it is and how long the effects of those years last. Not to mention the social issues that crop up when transitioning from kid to young adult. The boy looked over at Dr. Bombay trying on clothes that he did not fit him. I was very happy I could not see his face at that point. I think it would have caused me to have a flashback of being that age and going though the same thing.

Saturday Night Captain N, Dr. Bombay and I had dinner together and then went to a local watering hole. While at dinner, at a local chain, the crazy waitress ( I seem to collect crazy serving staff) stopped by our table, which was not in her section, to chat. She wanted Dr.Bombay and I to ask for her section the next time we came in. *Our first meeting with this waitress she told us how she liked having C**k so big that it came out her throat and also juggled her breasts for us.* So I asked her when she worked. She wrote it down and then walked away. I am attaching the note below so you can get an idea of the number of buckets of crazy this waitress has. Please notice how she signs the note.


When we got to the local watering hole things were pretty normal for a while which scared me a little. I had told this lady that I liked her dress. Which in drunk straight girl that must mean "hey I want to see your VaJJ. She started showing me, well I guess not just me but the whole bar, her VaJJ, not just once but several times. Yes, this was a gay bar but there was still VaJJ being shown and not a very well kept one at that. She then got mad at me because I was not looking and kind of had a horrified look on my face.

On Sunday night Dr. Bombay and I watched a movie, Mysterious Skin, that was suggested by his sister. It started out normal enough but quickly started pouring on the crazy. The basis of the movie is 2 boys are molested as children by their baseball coach and the movie tracks how different the boys group up. The molestation scenes are shot from the perspective of the children (i.e. seeing the coach come down on them, etc). There is also a rape scene that takes place toward the end of the movie and it is very graphic with out showing anything. I think this is the most uncomfortable I have ever been watching a movie. I know that it is probably the intention of the director but you really have to be prepared to watch it.

Add 3 Days, Friends, and Several buckets of weird and shake....I would not have it any other way.

Saturday, August 25, 2007

Feet First and all that jazz

Dr. Bombay has me intrigued by the blogging he did on our recent Gale and Oprah trip to Cidar Point....AMERICA'S ROLLER COAST (we only heard their tag line.....10,000 times in 2 days). On the way to Ohio Dr.Bombay drilled me for hrs and hrs and hrs on the GRE words I must know for my Oct 10th test. *Yes that is right, Yeti has decided to go from Yeti to Dr. Yeti. That journey will be blogged about in its own weird way.*

Just image 80+ mph on the 80/90 turnpike while reading flashcards and trying to figure out words like RAPACIOUS. Dr. Bombay got to see the sick mind that is Yeti through the Yeti-isms used to learn new things. For Example: Rapacious: Rap stars on MTV Cribs are Greedy and excessive so put it all together and you get Greedily Excessive.

Well for now this is the opening to The Chronicles of Yeti. Lets see where and when the Yeti will strike next.