Peace Fairs

I was on a business trip to Texas last week when I was a little late for a flight. I rushed through security and just barely made it on board right before the stewardess was getting ready to close the door for departure. On board the flight, which was about four hours, I had a little bag of trail mix. As luck would have it, I bit into a hardened piece of pretzel and chipped a tooth. I spent the first three hours at the airport, looking in a phone book for a Plano dentist.