Luck be a Lady Tonight (wink)

I went out to the farm yesterday, and have been paying for it all day today. Horseback riding is one of those things that bites you in the ass later... but what a ride we had... yes, what a ride indeed. Lady (she's the bitch of the stable, but she's big, bold, and I love her) stepped on my foot twice. It's broken, but I'm not (wink). I meant that sexually. All that to say, one day with Lady was enough to separate my spinal column in three different places... let me let you in on a little secret, I was just about to type "reminds me of prom night". That's right, I was going to be that guy. Who am I kidding, I am that guy. I am such a loser. I don't understand Spanish, I can't walk a straight line, and 9 times out of 10 I would have sided with that other denist when it came to the Trident recommendation. You know, the one out of five denists that did not prefer the use of Trident over brushing. I mean, I completely understand - who's going to carry around a toothbrush for a relaxing meal at Denny's at 3 o'clock in the PM? Still, I can't shake the fact that chewing on a sugary piece of - let's face it- shitty tasting sugar cube isn't going to do jack crap for my teeth. I'm that guy. My back is killing me... fuckin' Lady.