...but not, alas, in a good way. Just back from the dentist, minus sixty-odd pounds and the nerves from one of my teeth. No real pain, thanks to the wonders of modern anaesthetics, but that's why I'm drooling of course. The good news is that I don't have to go back, the bad news is a week on antibiotics which is never fun.
In other news angusabranson informs us of the wonders of Cthulhoid underwear, possibly not safe for work: