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Thursday, 22 April
Dreamlike Occurrences That Were Not Actually Dreams

Because I am a hellbound smoker, and also because of my apparently Croesus-like health plan providers, I find myself going to the dentist three times a year so they can climb onto my face and savagely jab at my gums with polearms. The good people at my dentist office are sadistically enthusiastic about these periodic cleanings, and never fail to wait until the blood-bucket is dangling from my jaw, ready to accept the freely flowing gore I will soon ooze, to lecture me cheerily about quitting smoking, to which I unfailingly reply, "Laagh." It's a routine for all of us, and they rarely surprise me.

So it was a little startling when I walked in yesterday to find some strange woman I'd never met standing in the place of H., my usual medieval specialist. "Hi, I'm L.," she said. "H. is on maternity leave." My brain took that in for a moment, wondering They let these psychopaths have babies? She's probably going to put alum on her nipples before she nurses the poor bastard. L. went on to explain that she was herself a dentist, as well as an acupuncturist, which are two words that seriously shouldn't be that close to one another. That's fucking great! Pins in my mouth! I numbly climbed into the chair and adopted an attitude of hopelessness and began sweating.

But, shockingly, L. was pretty great. She was very gentle, and seemed to enjoy demoing her newest toy, an ominous metal viper-thing that screamed in Edith Bunkerish tones as it blasted the coral on my teeth and nosed at my gumline. It was a freaky little fucking doodad, but it didn't hurt at all, and it beat the hell out of that thing with the hook--the one where they all but put a foot on your neck and use two hands to try and rip your teeth out. Unwisely, I began to relax.

No doubt sensing this, L. chose her moment. "Oh!" she said, "look at that!" I stiffened immediately, sensing danger. Now she's going to tell me there's a family of earwigs living in my skull. "Wa! Wa!" I implored. She put a gloved finger in my mouth right under my tongue. "These bony structures here? When you were a baby--a fetus, really--these bones came together and just kept growing for a little while. They're nothing, really." I do have these two kinda lumps under my tongue; I assumed everyone did. "Just wanted to let you know." I had no idea how to respond, and plus my mouth was full of dentist. "Yang," I said.

L. bent again to work, and she became preoccupied. I was almost starting to think about something else when she suddenly crooned, almost absently, "Some people think they're tumors."

And now, of course, I do.

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And to my friend Johnny 13, who hates FDR like poison, and will think I'm making that up to needle him: I totally am not making it up, but I thought of you fondly after they passed me.

Comment number: 004587   Posted by: Skot on April 22, 2004 08:34 PM from IP:

Coffee hurts when expelled through the nose.

Comment number: 004588   Posted by: Judy on April 23, 2004 05:44 AM from IP:

Maybe the Jehovahs have started trying to disguise themselves as Morons -- I mean, Mormons. Coming soon: mountain bikes, super-secret underwear, etc.

Comment number: 004589   Posted by: girlygirl on April 23, 2004 06:20 AM from IP:

The Jehovah Twins. I can see the Wrestling Pay Per View now.

Comment number: 004590   Posted by: Shawn on April 23, 2004 09:19 AM from IP:

Can you scan and post the drawing of Robert Plant? I'm a pretty good judge, if I do say so myself.

Comment number: 004591   Posted by: nova on April 23, 2004 09:22 AM from IP:

Wow, you must suck if even Jehovah's Witnesses don't want to talk to you.

Comment number: 004592   Posted by: Stacey on April 23, 2004 09:34 AM from IP:

No, its not that you suck becaues they dont want to talk to you, it's that by acting like you didnt want to talk to you, they were intimadated. Haha look at that im smart!

Comment number: 004593   Posted by: schwatto on April 23, 2004 10:33 AM from IP:

What were the other Real Prizes?

Comment number: 004594   Posted by: dayment on April 23, 2004 12:07 PM from IP:

Holy shit! I thought everyone had under-tongue-lumps too!

Comment number: 004595   Posted by: SJ on April 27, 2004 06:57 PM from IP:

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