For a number of reasons -- Benji not as much among them as you might imagine -- Kim and I see very few concerts by people who aren't local musician Susan Greenbaum and her band. However, as I mentioned before, a local big-time concert series has been using relatively obscure Christian artists (Ashley Cleveland, Lost Dogs, the less obscure Phil Keaggy) as opening acts, so I paid my $10 yesterday to see the Lost Dogs open for someone I've never heard of. (The weather was iffy, so Kim stayed home with Benji; hopefully we can all see Phil.) I was surprisingly happy with the set list: It was less current-heavy than I expected, with three of the dozen or so songs from to Dogs' best, long-ago album Little Red Riding Hood (including my favorite Dogs' song, "Eleanor, It's Raining Now"), the two best songs from Gift Horse, and a 20-year-old Daniel Amos cover (???). And while the new songs were a bit too three-chordish for my preferences, they were at least good three-chordish. All in all, a very good performance, even if it started 35 minutes late and lasted less than an hour. Bonus: One of the news stations was taking footage before the concert -- something about if the weather was going to keep people away -- and my back and side were on television for about one-and-a-half seconds. Yay, I guess.
--- Today, I went to the dentist. For the second time in two weeks. (You can guess where this story is going, no?) My old dentist was, as dentists go, very laissez-faire; as long as I didn't have any cavities, hey, who cares if your gums bleed or your teeth aren't appropriately calcified or...oh, sorry, my seven seconds looking at your teeth are done, I need to see another patient now, buh-bye. I never really had a strong opinion on this orthodontic approach until the dentist retired and I went, last week, to Kim's proactive dentist for the first time.
After this appointment, I had the following:
* a admonition to floss my teeth * a admonition to rinse with ACT Mouthwash once a day * a prescription for a *second* mouthwash for my gums, which I need to rinse with twice a day * an appointment to come back in three months to see how this new mouthwash is doing * a recommendation to buy a $100-dollar toothbrush * an appointment to come back today to fill what were either three tiny cavities or three precavities or three somethings (I lost track along the way)
So I had my whatevers filled today. Yay. Woo hoo. Aw yeah.
I think I am going to coax my old dentist out of retirement.
--- Oh, and how did the comma in this post's title get so high up? Huh.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
