Thursday, September 23, 2010

Just When You're Thinkin' Things Over

As you have no doubt noticed, I have a rather vivid imagination. An imagination which is prone to running away with me. Almost literally, galloping the country side in search of things more interesting then the TV, the Radio, or whatever boring conversation I am doomed to participate in. Think thought bubble containing clips from Steam Willy and you will see how I make it through the most mundane of situations.

Earlier this week I had the misfortune of having to go to the dentist. I don't find the dentist to be particularly painful and as I grew up in an area with water that heavily fluoridated I hardly ever have any cavities. What I hate about the dentist is the fact that I have to sit there for an hour with nothing to do. Nothing to read, no iPhone, no Internet, no conversations. Nothing. It is one hour of mind numbing boredom. That is why I loved my dentist in Atlanta. He had TVs in the ceiling. He was my fucking hero. For real Dr. Roger Abbot, you live in Atlanta, go to him. He has TVs in the ceiling and he his ridiculous with the nitrous oxide.

So that I sit for an hour with nothing to do. I suppose if I was smart I could load a podcast or a book in tape on the iPhone and just listen to it. But I am not smart. I am just a smart ass. There is a difference. So there I am, just thinking. Thinking about stuff like, how many words I can make from the word BELMONT. Thinking about stuff like, how I was right about Lindsey Lohan being in prison and now apparently even she wants to go back. Thinking about stuff like, why did I not floss more. Thinking about stuff like, why do my neighbors have people living in the RV they have parked in their drive way. Thinking about stuff like, how when I was a kid I used to go feed catfish at a catfish farm and then I went inside the cat fish farm restaurant and ate catfish. Thinking about stuff like, what? What was I thinking? Oh yeah, how many words can I make from BELMONT. MELT. BELT. LEMON. TON. TEN. BET. NET. MET.

3 comments:

The mad woman behind the blog said...

I have a great dentist in Orinda that has all the wonderful doo hickies, the TV is AWESOME in the chair. But I just checked and his other office is the other way from you.

I so sorry!

Helen said...

I too sit there and re-arrange letters in words to make more words. Or I alphabetize the letters in the word. Or count them.

It gets a bit obsessional.

Veronica said...

I just zone out and use my vivid imagination. Problem with that is I should be writing those thoughts/stories down but can't!

My mind wanders like that too, though I have never tried to see how many words are in a word during those situations. Thanks for the new activity, lol!