Wednesday, July 9, 2008

I feel bad for that moth but not as bad as my tooth feels


My impacted wisdom tooth is nasty right now and the size of half my head. Sometimes I go to the dentist when this happens, and they look at my tooth on a video camera and wonder how I can possibly still be alive. I'm pretty sure there's a Stacey Levine story about my tooth, or a tooth like it that puffs up out of control and looms over an entire village, shadowing the residents who labor to build a giant wheel of cheese. I'm going to ask her. Maybe cheese ages better in the darkness of my tooth.

Also, since I've been sitting at home with a Tofutti Cutie "ice pack" against my face, I've been catching up on magazines that I ordered and never paid for. There's an article in Tin House about this writer, Leonard Michaels, who seems really crazy and angry and also, dead, just like my tooth. Elsewhere, there's a quote from our favorite correspondent, Wayne Koestenbaum.

6 comments:

Sarah said...

It makes me sad that I cannot read about Leonard's badassness immediately.

You should just get that sucker extracted. I wish I was an unlicensed dentist and could help you.

Kathryn said...

is it black? if it was black and you had a mother that sat in another room and said "oh god oh god" into a pillow, you would be exactly like that stacey levine story in that 'my horse' book. oh god oh god.

Megan said...

is the clove oil working? also, you are like the funniest person ever.

Meghan said...

I still haven't gotten to Whole Foods for the clove oil. I was scared after seeing on the news that their North Avenue store is closed due to hundreds of mouse droppings. I bet mouse droppings at Whole Foods are really expensive and made by free-range mice. I will try the store in Evanston.

Meghan said...

oh, lots of people already made the free-range comment at the Chicago Tribune webpage. People really resent Whole Foods, but they shop there anyway because sometimes it takes too long to drive to Trader Joe's and the vegetable sushi at Trader Joe's is nasty.

Meghan said...

There's a hippie market down the street from me, but I'm scared to go in because it looks like an art gallery.