This week has been one of maintenance. On Wednesday, my teeth. The report is basically good. No new cavities, and the filling put in back in April looks good. They're content with my brushing and flossing. The possible problem is gum recession. It's not a specific problem now, but the hygienest has been dealing with a woman whose teeth basically collapsed and so is very sensitive to it right now. Switching to an electric toothbrush --- and my belated realization that if I just gave it two seconds on each face of tooth I'd brush the correct time, and I am good at pacing that sort of thing --- has solved my brushing-induced recession problems. Apparently my problem is grinding my teeth at night, including bruxing, which prompted ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bunnyhugger to say she thought I'd been doing that but hadn't thought to mention what with how it's much more interesting what long conversations I have in my sleep every night.
They recommended I consider a mouth guard, to which I said sure, that sounds good. But they didn't ask me to make an appointment to get fitted for one so I'm not precisely sure what's the next step. I don't think this is something I can just try a Meijer's-brand one for a few weeks and see if I can even have something in my mouth all night.
The other maintenance was on my car. It was due for its oil change and tire rotation and inspection, and I got a 6 pm appointment yesterday for that. For the first time in a while the car didn't come back with anything extra that needed doing, which is a nice feeling. Except that one tire has been squealing a little when the car is started up cold. I know this is probably something annoying possibly involving a brake caliper, but their brake guy had gone home for the night already so I couldn't have it diagnosed. I need to make another appointment earlier in the day, or maybe see if the car place on the end of the block will give me a try. (It's also imaginable that just rotating the tires jiggered something to loosen it, but I haven't had cause to drive the car since getting it home, and the car wasn't cold then.) Still, nice and normal.
I bet you're curious what happened at Motor City Fur[ry] Con after the fursuit parade photos, right? Get ready to be stunned ...
bunnyhugger spots some of her kin! The Pipsqueakery was once again the charity and they brought lots of rabbits to hang out and be photographed.
Here's your typical scene, with a couple rabbits grooming one another, a rabbit trying to get away from a furry petting them, a white rabbit sitting off alone possibly being angy. Another tan one camouflaged in plain sight.
Fursuiter kneeling down to what the rabbits. We were stunned when later on the Pipsqueakery let some suiters in, considering the risk of stepping on a too-slow rabbit.
Top of the picture center you can see a pile of rabbits plus one goat.
And here's a view of at least sixteen rabbits plus one other goat.
Here's a brown and darker brown rabbit saying ``Boo''.
Cute little Dutch rabbit with no idea why they're being picked up, but, all right, they'll see where this is going before biting.
Can you pick out fourteen rabbits here? (Some may be only partially visible.)
A couple rabbits huddled together for a secret conference.
And here's a rabbit hiding out in a tunnel from all the fuss.
Three rabbits, including one where you can see what the problem that's left them a rescue lifer is: no ears! This may well be because as an infant their mother over-groomed them, damaging their ears.
Bunnies, goat, you know the deal here. A white rabbit grooms a tan one for us. You can also see that Dutch rabbit who'd been picked up standing dead center of the picture here.
Trivia: To safely fly over the Hudson River for the 1909 Henry Hudson/Robert Fulton celebrations in New York City --- flying from Governor's Island to Grant's Tomb, a 20-mile round trip --- Wilbur Wright attached a canoe to the base of his flyer. He was paid $15,000 for the exhibition. Source: First Flight: The Wright Brothers and the Invention of the Airplane, T A Heppenheimer. The plan was if he did have to ditch in the river, he could wait in the canoe for rescue.
Currently Reading: The Life of Lines, Tim Ingold.
PS: What's Going On In Flash Gordon? Is Ming back from the dead? July - October 2024 in a special bonus comic strip plot recap post.
PPS: the subject line is from Alan Jackson's ``The Talkin' Song Repair Blues'', a song I didn't know existed until this evening when I went casting for a repair-themed song that wasn't The Beatles' ``Fixing A Hole'' and I'm giggling over hearing the thing for the first time.
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Date: 2024-10-19 04:01 am (UTC)