Dr. Teeth has many celebrity friends and he has dated more than a few models. But.......
I'm proud to call this woman my friend. She is a model, but more importantly she dedicates her life to the care and rescue of needy animals. These are photo's I took of her back in 2003 when I was interviewing her for a modeling magazine. Who knew that 7 years later we'd actually become friends.
She has a heart bigger than most!!!
I always was a rebel... but on the other hand, I wanted to be loved and accepted by all facets of society and not be this loud-mouthed lunatic, poet, musician. But I cannot be what I'm not.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Another Fathers Day
Dr. Teeth doesn't lie. He wears his heart on his sleeve. He is honest to a fault and he'd like to tell you something.
I haven't spoken to my father in 21 years and at this point I have no idea where he is. I haven't a clue whether he is alive or dead, or whether he is in the CIA or working the midnight shift at a local 7-11.
Now my stepfather raised me for the most part and I haven't seen nor spoken to him in 16 years.
You may ask, "Dr. Teeth you handsome bastard, why don't you speak to your fathers?" Well I can tell you that its more their fault then mine. They have turned their backs on my.
Its wonderous to be denied by your own flesh and blood, but how many of us get to be denied by more than one father? I struck gold twice.
And to boot I haven't spoken to my brother in 13 years, because he would rather let us wonder if he's alive or dead. He wants nothing to do with the family.
So lets take score here......
Real Dad........GONE
Step Dad........GONE
Brother..........GONE/MISSING
MOTHER.......ALWAYS HERE!!!!!!!
So I may have gotten stuck with shitty male role models who abandoned me, but at least my mother has never given up on me. And as a constantly depressed adult with emotional issues, my mother sticking by me makes her a saint.
St. Mom
Thank you Mom!!!
I haven't spoken to my father in 21 years and at this point I have no idea where he is. I haven't a clue whether he is alive or dead, or whether he is in the CIA or working the midnight shift at a local 7-11.
Now my stepfather raised me for the most part and I haven't seen nor spoken to him in 16 years.
You may ask, "Dr. Teeth you handsome bastard, why don't you speak to your fathers?" Well I can tell you that its more their fault then mine. They have turned their backs on my.
Its wonderous to be denied by your own flesh and blood, but how many of us get to be denied by more than one father? I struck gold twice.
And to boot I haven't spoken to my brother in 13 years, because he would rather let us wonder if he's alive or dead. He wants nothing to do with the family.
So lets take score here......
Real Dad........GONE
Step Dad........GONE
Brother..........GONE/MISSING
MOTHER.......ALWAYS HERE!!!!!!!
So I may have gotten stuck with shitty male role models who abandoned me, but at least my mother has never given up on me. And as a constantly depressed adult with emotional issues, my mother sticking by me makes her a saint.
St. Mom
Thank you Mom!!!
Thursday, June 14, 2012
The Stolen Identity Fiasco
So Dr. Teeth was contacted by the IRS the other day. Seems that someone has stolen my identity but thankfully not my act. Bastards!!!
The good news is my identity itself is a stolen one, so they actually stole someone else's identity. The jokes on them, even if its not a very funny, Jackie Mason sort of joke.
But now I have to go out there and steal another identity. Maybe I have to become a smurf rather than a muppet.
Fucking Smurfs.
Smurfette looks rather sexy!!!
The good news is my identity itself is a stolen one, so they actually stole someone else's identity. The jokes on them, even if its not a very funny, Jackie Mason sort of joke.
But now I have to go out there and steal another identity. Maybe I have to become a smurf rather than a muppet.
Fucking Smurfs.

Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Suicide Sexy Wednesday


Monday, June 11, 2012
The Song About the Woman
"Stella Blue"
All
the years combine, they melt into a dream,
A broken angel sings from a guitar.
In the end there's just a song comes cryin' up the night
Thru all the broken dreams and vanished years.
Stella blue. Stella blue.
When all the cards are down, there's nothing left to see,
There's just the pavement left and broken dreams.
In the end there's still that song comes cryin' like the wind.
Down every lonely street that's ever been
Stella blue. Stella blue.
I've stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel, can't win for trying.
Dust off those rusty strings just one more time,
Gonna make them shine, shine
It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free,
There's nothing you can hold, for very long.
And when you hear that song come crying like the wind,
It seems like all this life was just a dream.
Stella blue. Stella blue.
A broken angel sings from a guitar.
In the end there's just a song comes cryin' up the night
Thru all the broken dreams and vanished years.
Stella blue. Stella blue.
When all the cards are down, there's nothing left to see,
There's just the pavement left and broken dreams.
In the end there's still that song comes cryin' like the wind.
Down every lonely street that's ever been
Stella blue. Stella blue.
I've stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel, can't win for trying.
Dust off those rusty strings just one more time,
Gonna make them shine, shine
It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free,
There's nothing you can hold, for very long.
And when you hear that song come crying like the wind,
It seems like all this life was just a dream.
Stella blue. Stella blue.
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Who Visits
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Why are you dancing in the shadows? Come out in the sun and be seen, you won't melt I promise.
Come for the craziness, stay for the ride.
It'll be quick.
Why are you dancing in the shadows? Come out in the sun and be seen, you won't melt I promise.
Come for the craziness, stay for the ride.
It'll be quick.
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