forsomeone

So as I laid reclined in the Dentist chair this morning, watching the “many scenes of Oregon” flit by across the television set above me, I couldn’t help but notice how the picture of a various sort of shoes stood crooked before me. It lead me to wonder if they do this on purpose to make people like me sit and contemplate things like this to stave off the eventual boredom that will ensue, or if I simply was the only one to realize that this little picture was crooked.

Also, have you ever noticed how Dentist offices are green and white? Is this a standard color across the nation for these men, or is it simply a thing that was made law in Oregon alone? Do they figure that they must bang us over the head again and again that we have tree’s sprouting up all over the place? I don’t get it.

As the doctor came in, poking and jamming at my teeth and scrapping against it to make that highly irritated screeching sound that made my leg twitch, he spouted off plenty of words that sounded vaguely Suessian to my ears. Apparently, this Suesian language equaled bad for me though and was no longer the wild eyed delight of my childhood as he explained that I needed to have several fillings and such to correct nerve damage. Well, yeah. I haven’t been to the dentist for five years? There was no way in hell I was going to get away scott free. Especially since the little plaque monsters have been playing the mamba against my left side of my teeth for over a month.

I must admit though, that Maxwell’s Silver Hammer did run through my head more often than not and it was only when Eric Clapton came on did his soothing words about changing the world beat back the images of a slimy Paul McCartney taking shape of my doctor and pulling out all my teeth while I was still wide awake.