Mentos freshens

So in the last few days since last I wrote anything, lots of stuff has happened. I returned to the lair of my arch-nemesis the dentist where he tortured me yet again. Don't worry, I didn't crack and divulge any vital information pertaining to the secret decoder ring project. It was one of my stranger dentist appointments, though.

There was an episode of Monk wherein the police lieutenant guy went to the dentist and while he was under the gas witnessed a murdered. There was some discussion about whether he hallucinated it all or if it was real. I guess it's pretty normal for people to think they hear / see strange things while under the influence. I don't have that luxury in my life, due to a certain medical condition I am forbidden from partaking of the sweet gas. That did not prevent me from hearing some whacky stuff, though. My dentist and his assistant talked about how lately they'd seen a lot of lesbians making out randomly in public. Do most dentists talk about this? I don't recall any dentists of mine doing this in the past. Then he talked about his 13 year-old daughter and her adult stalker. Pretty weird / random. I mean, that's a serious issue and all, but it's not the best conversation item in front of people you barely know.

The next weird thing had to do with dental hardware. I had two cavities filled, right in between my back, top left molars. In order to maintain the gap between them while putting in the filling they need to stick a metal wall between them, and then fill the two sides independently. That's a great idea. Too bad the thing got stuck in my mouth and they couldn't get it out. They dentist was getting bugged by some of the other people in his office to go check on other patients, and he was sitting here pulling at my face with pliers trying to get this thing out (my jaw is still sore), and eventually he has to give up and leave it to his assistant. She works on it a little more and about 20 seconds later it's out. That seems weird to me there's so much difficulty just doing something so routine as that. And painful.

So yeah, I still hate going to the dentist. That dental assistant was pretty cute though . . .

Ok, so what about the title of today's rant? Mentos freshens. It sure does. Last night I tried the now-famous Mentos + Diet Coke trick. It really works. It really, really does. I have concluded it is the most expensive form of entertainment in the history of mankind. The crazy fountain lasts for about 2 seconds (probably less), and it sets you back $2.00. That works out to some $3600 / hr for simple entertainment. I guess it's worth trying once, but don't take it up as a major hobby. Your pocketbook will regret it.

Dental Woes

I gag. I gag hard. Probably not as bad as my sister, but I definitely have a gagging problem. I had a dentist appointment this morning at 10am. A fine time for a dental appointment. I already had 4 hours of work under my belt by 9am, so why not go to the dentist to round out the morning? Sounds great to me.

At the dentist they do some awfully dreadfully painfully evil things to my mouth, which I endured with a stoic face (actually I cringed like mad most of the time in that chair). I was able to fight off the tremendous gag reflex and successfully took 4 X-ray pictures. These pictures revealed very little (why do they do those routinely?). It turns out I do have 2 cavities, but these did not show up at all on the X-ray. Boo for X-rays.

That was a sad part of the day. The day got way better after that. After I waited the requisite 30 minutes after the fluoride treatment, I was at Hot Dog on a Stick where I ordered 1 corn dog and 1 corn cheese. I know those aren't the real market names of those products at that eating establishment, but it seems like if a hot dog that has been impaled and covered in corn batter is called a "corn dog", then it follows that a stick of cheese given like treatment should be called a "corn cheese". That makes sense to me. (This means something. This is important.)

After that I went to a grocery store on my way home where I purchased a Stouffer's chicken pot pie and a berries & cream Dr. Pepper. Do not follow my example. That drink was at best "blah" and at worst "nasty". Blah. Stouffer's makes the best chicken pot pie in the world, though. I wholeheartedly recommend that item.

A nice nap and mowing the lawn rounded out this killer day. I wonder if I'll ever find out how to write a coherent log . . . IT'S OVER!

It starts

"It starts" is what Timon the meerkat says at the beginning of the Lion King game on SNES. That was a pretty good game, at least for being a game based on a movie. A Disney movie at that. Actually, Alladin for the Genesis was pretty awesome.

Well, I'm a student at the University of Utah studying Computer Science. We'll see how that goes. I work as a "building supervisor" (note the quotes) at a county recreation center where I meet tons of crazies and whack-jobs, most of whom are figure skaters. Today I got to work just as all the crazies (ie, skaters) were leaving. It was a pretty quiet day for a fair-weather Saturday. Surprisingly few people wanted to take a dip in the pool (oh yeah, there are pools + ice rinks + a gym where I work). Why am I advertising for my employer? Bah. A pox on them.

More about me (cause I'm sure you're all dying to know): I am a fan of the music of The Smiths. I read somewhere recently that it's trendy for emo kids to claim to like The Smiths because they're so emo. I thought for a season that I wanted to be emo (as far as "the look" goes), but the more I learned about it, the less enticed I was by it. So back to me: huge Smiths fan; not emo. Seriously. I do have "the glasses", though. You know the ones. Thick black frames. Well, I bought them, I committed to them, and now I have them. There you go. I'm wearing them right now. And I'm letting my hair get longer than its been in years. Is this looking bad for my "anti-emo" stance? Hrmmmm. *throws up diversion* I like techno too.