Dear Blog #4

Dear Blog

Today I saw the dentist. That might not be a big deal for some people. But the last time I saw a dentist was 1992, and that was before I was discharged out of the Navy. You are required to see a dentist before they let you go.

The Navy really messed up my teeth. First of all, if they thought you might get a cavity, they put a filling there whether you needed it or not. so I have a lot of unnecessary fillings, and, when they cleaned my teeth for the first time. The woman who cleaned my teeth must have gotten into a fight with her boyfriend or something and was taking it out on me. She tore my mouth up something terrible and my gums became infected. When I went back, they said what is the problem, I said my gums are infected and they laughed at me, but when they looked and saw how bad it was, they said, my God what did we do to you. I have grooves in all my teeth where she just polished the enamel right off.

So it looks like now after not seeing a dentist for 16 years that I might have a couple cavities so I have to see a dentist. When I went to look for a dentist with my insurance company, they asked, do you want a female dentist or a male dentist. I thought, if I’m going to have someone sticking their hands in my mouth, I would prefer it be a woman rather than a man. Surprisingly there are a lot of women dentist nearby, so I looked to see if I could find a picture of them, I thought I’d pick out the most beautiful dentist. No luck, no pictures. So I picked out one randomly. I told my wife and she said I was a dirty old man. You know I don’t think that is an accurate description. I’m an older man who has realized the more important things in life, that would be more accurate.

Well anyways. It turns out the dentist I picked I would say was about 24 years old, blond hair and green eyes. I decided that while she worked on my teeth I would look straight into her eyes and she would get right in there and I could feel her breasts up against the side of my face. I could easily ignore the fact that she was drilling holes in my teeth to replace one bad filling and add two more. That was fun, I really enjoyed that, and I have to go back, can’t wait, they have to do a crown on the other side. I don’t care what you might think, I have just learned that it is better to stop and smell the flowers and that’s what I’m doing, smelling the flowers.

It isn’t all about sex like you might think, because when you get older, sex really isn’t that easy anymore, no, you just enjoy the beautiful things and the beautiful feelings, that’s all. It’s all good, I thank God for such pleasures. And while I was looking into her eyes I was telling her she must be an artist working on my teeth. It takes artistic talent I’m sure.

So smell the flowers and enjoy what you can, that’s what I say, and that comes from years of learning.

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