Lots of posts brewing. In the meantime, though, enjoy this:

Rejected

As it turns out, the tooth in question (upper left first bicuspid, if you must know) got that way because of pressure from a wisdom tooth. Wisdom tooth pressure was squishing the whole upper left side, but the broken one had a small weak spot that eventually just caved, and now it’s infected. Yow.

Have prescriptions for antibiotics and painkillers, and an appointment to have a closer look once the abcess is clear. We aren’t sure yet if a simple filling will suffice, or if I’ll need a root canal or extraction. In the meantime, though, my diet is about to shift towards the soft and/or liquid, which puts a pretty heavy damper on most traditional holiday fare.

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This is a new dentist for both Fred and I, so we were initially unsure about whether or not the practice would be gay-friendly. As I was filling in forms, though, we noticed a mildly swishy queen bouncing from station to station, conversing between stops about the overhead music (Josh Groban’s holiday album).

By the time my turn came, the original cast recording of the “Wicked” soundtrack was playing, the work of a notable local gay photographer was hanging on the ceiling, and said mildly swishy queen strolled in and introduced himself as the dentist. Fears allayed.

(also: the Josh Groban album has “Petit Papa Noël”, which invariably reminds me of that scene in “City of Lost Children” with all the screaming and crying toddlers. awesome.)

So yes. Fred and I saw Ep-III (pronounced “ep-ay-yi-yi”) this past weekend, at a truly bitching theater which I most heartily recommend whilst drinking frosty pints of a nice unfiltered Belgian-style white ale (garnished with a wedge of lemon).

For a quickie recap of the film, please see mistful: So, Star Wars. My favorite line:

ANAKIN: I think you’re so beautiful because I love you.
PADME: No, you think I’m so beautiful because I’m Natalie Portman, and finer than a July day. Ass.

Boing Boing posted instructions for getting “Fahrenheit 9/11″ through BitTorrent. (Of course, by seeing said documentary at home instead of in the theaters, you’re reducing the ticket sales; ticket sales figures are half the buzz for any new film, and buzz draws people to see a movie, and we WANT lots of people to see this movie, so reducing ticket sales is somewhat self-defeating.)

At least as far as Fahrenheit 9/11 is concerned.

This week’s Infograph covers the underlying bases of right-wing idealogues’ objections to said award-winning documentary.

Suddenly everything makes sense…