Rhapsody on flossing

After a long-postponed dental checkup today, I sat at a pizza place and worked on a letter to a friend. Here is an excerpt:

I'm more self-conscious about not flossing, now that I'll so happily spend 30-40 minutes shaving. The straight-razor shave is so meditative, requiring absolute focus, rewarding it with a visible and overtly comfortable result, punishing lapses with swift pain or lingering rash, requiring monastic devotion to your hones and blades. When flossing becomes that compelling it too will have user groups on the Web, and long arcane discussions, sometimes dogmatic and impassioned, about fiber types, denier, waxed or unwaxed, type of wax, flavored or unflavored, the travesty of those little disposable flosser toothpicks, the challenge and joy of making your own floss, be it from flax or silk or nettle fiber, the best strain of mulberry for your silkworms, the finest artisanal flosses available from other members, occasional finds of Great Classic Flosses of Antiquity at flea markets, in estates, on E-bay, whether modern mouthwash taints the experience.

Rough!!

Truly a deep thought. Must have been good pizza!! LOL

M

I, for one, only use Grade A Himalayan yak spider thread for my flossing needs. I wouldn't have anything less.