I am waiting for a dentist to fix my broken tooth. I have dentistphobia. I am a big baby about dental work.
There are interesting cars in the lot, though. And I saw this on the way here:
If I survive, my brake pads for the Vespa arrived.
I’d like to install these.
I don’t think Pumpkin is worried about me. I have an appointment with Dave at Infiniti tomorrow. Of course, if I don’t make it, my wife can liquidate, take the life insurance and drive a much nicer car.
If I die on the table [chair?], should I bequeath the Sunchaser to Oppo? I will be numb shortly.