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I’m not afraid of being at the dentist. I’ve gotten to the point where I can sit thru some dental procedures than make people really squick.

For me, I’m afraid of having gone. My life has been rather upended more than once… ‘Right after’.

This is along the lines of, Whenever you see a cat with a striped tail, someone in your family dies. You’re honestly not afraid of a cat with a striped tail, but at the same time.. the idea of going to get one is just like tempting fate.

Thus, the whole, “Gentle doctor”, “Valium”, “Breathing exercises” is not the suggestions I am looking for. This is deeper and more psychological/magickal if you will.

RFC means request for comments…

I am really not a superstitious person. I do practice some superstitions but it is for my own entertainment. In otherwords… I do them because they amuse me… Not because they control me and I am afraid I need to. Sure… I will not say the name of the evil Scottish play or throw salt over my shoulder. But I do it for fun.

But there is one growing superstition that has me quite horribly locked into inaction. I need to return to a dentist. Very muchly. However, every time I go to a dentist something amazingly horrible happens.

I’ve been laid off of a job while in the dentist chair. I’ve been bilked of over $7K by a dentist. I’ve had a dentist remove teeth that weren’t supposed to be removed and bridgework blown off.

I’ve had an orthodontist … no.. you really don’t want to know that one.

Fact is.. I have rational dental-phobia. And yes.. I’m certain everyone here can suggest dentists in and around my area who are… “Really great.” What I need to do is find a way to let go of this experiential mindset that disaster will occur if I go to get my mouth taken care of.

This is horribly frustrating and bothersome to have something like this have control over me.

Comments?

I read a book…

I finished “The DaVinci Code” yesterday.

When it comes to reading, I don’t have a lot of time except on the work commute. Driving makes it hard to read. Granted… unedited versions of books on tape can help.

So, I liked the book. Lots of nifty symbolism that the average much of it (mind, you not all of it) true.

I enjoyed the book, but the writing style became predictable. I began making fun of the way that Brown wrote the book. The plot and characters weren’t predictable. The story writing. That was predictable.

About halfway thru the book, I started narrating the “next few chapters” to shimmeringjemmy. She said I got his style down pat.

The ending felt very rushed. But I will not spoil it.

I will say that I perfectly cast one role. The police chief I had figured out from chapter 2. It was perfect casting in my mind because I found out later, the same actor had been chosen by Ron Howard for the film. I think most of the rest of the film casting sounds wrong. But I’ll have to see it.

So, yes… I read a book.
In the words of Mal Reynolds, “Try not to faint.”

What is polyamoury?

Looking at your baby son, while talking to your loved ones and realizing that you couldn’t trade any one for another because you care too deeply for all of them.

Lots of really good work here. Some people got extra credit for really good answers. Some… partial credit for valiant attempts. My threshold was 20 pts. If you couldn’t get 20… You were either screwin’ around or don’t know me at all…

Let’s go to the tape…