Tooth Baller? I think I may be more like your Principal in that I am receiving several different unclear images.
I've just returned from my SIXTH attempt, coinci-dental-ly, to get an implant implanted. But I don't believe that has anything to do with it. There was no nitrous oxide. Not even any novacane involved.
So you may have to explain that one to me some day--of course, when you are no longer such a good girl.
In many ways, modern technology, by making things too easy for too many, has taken too much of the fun out of things, I think. I liked sitting down with the old-time printers (I still like sitting down with the old-time ANYONE...but there are so FEW now that I am an "old-timer" myself...) and listening to their stories. I, too, worked with stencils when I started. That's how I found my way into that job in the first place. My friend Robert and I waked into that office looking for stencils and ink for our little high school magazine, and while I was there I took a deep breath and worked up the courage to ask for that job sweeping the floors and cleaning the toilets. I ended up managing editor two years later of a newspaper with 2 million readers!
Thank you so much for taking the time to read this long, boring story from an old man's memory.