I can think of few things that I dread more than a trip to the dentist. When I was a child, my family butcher – er, I mean dentist – didn’t much believe in Novocain. His drill + lack of painkiller = agony. Even to this day the idea of a trip to the dentist fills me with dread.
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Father’s Day is again upon us. (For most of the world, that is. For most of us, Father’s Day occurs on the third Sunday in June.
Sometimes when I am doing mundane things around the house, I like to turn on the television to watch programs that feature other people who are also doing that are pretty mundane. Things like slowly driving trucks on Canada’s “ice roads.” Like picking through other people’s garages and basements looking for antiques. Like running a pawn shop in Las Vegas. Like selling cars.