Friday, June 30, 2006
Riding Bitch
Like many folks, I hate getting stuck with the middle seat in a car. Science is trying to convince me to change my ways, it seems, because research indicates that riding bitch is the safest way to ride. I am really puzzled by this finding: you usually have a lap-belt only, open access to flying thru the windsheild, and no head restraint behind you - how can this be safer? But it seems to be.
An even less desirable seat than the middle one is the dentist's, and more even than that the orthodontist's. A Canadian discovery may at least mean that they can do more good than they currently do: it seems that they can use ultrasound to stimulate regrowth of dental tissue. I'm not really clear on how this works or what it does, but it's probably a good thing.
Even if they can grow you new teeth (which the above study never suggests), you probably don't want to be in that position anyways. And smoking is really bad for your teeth. Smoking 'light' cigarettes is not better. Or even 'less bad.' They are just as likely to cause cancer as regular cigarettes, and people who smoke them seem to be less likely to ever get around to quitting. Many seem to be switching to 'lights' as a stepping stone to quitting, but never get there. So: just quit.
An even less desirable seat than the middle one is the dentist's, and more even than that the orthodontist's. A Canadian discovery may at least mean that they can do more good than they currently do: it seems that they can use ultrasound to stimulate regrowth of dental tissue. I'm not really clear on how this works or what it does, but it's probably a good thing.
Even if they can grow you new teeth (which the above study never suggests), you probably don't want to be in that position anyways. And smoking is really bad for your teeth. Smoking 'light' cigarettes is not better. Or even 'less bad.' They are just as likely to cause cancer as regular cigarettes, and people who smoke them seem to be less likely to ever get around to quitting. Many seem to be switching to 'lights' as a stepping stone to quitting, but never get there. So: just quit.