This is it. This is the place where the iniquitous jinn hid. Ensconced, it would seem, in my wisdom teeth. From those fetid rotting corpses, the terrible creature carefully orchestrated disaster after misfortune after tragedy. It’s horrible curse radiating from these holes in my teeth. Now they are gone. Plucked from their places, leaving nothing but a couple of gapping tender wounds. Good bye, and good riddance.
Prepping for tomorrow’s wisdom teeth extraction & filling fest.
Sharon Stone in Magnum P.I. “Echoes of the Mind: Part 1” circa 1984. The only thing that could have made this scene better, would’ve been the addition of Laura Branigan’s “Self Control” to the soundtrack right before/as she drives her Porsche off of a cliff.
Prepping for tomorrow’s wisdom teeth extraction + filling fest.
Desert Botanical Gardens. Tempe, Arizona
Blue Angels. Fleet week in San Francisco.
Except you can’t show a topless woman on TV - and you can’t defibrillate a woman in a bra. So victims of heart attacks on TV are *always* male. Did you know that a woman having a heart attack is more likely to have back or jaw pain than chest or left arm pain? I didn’t - because I’ve never seen a woman having a heart attack. I’ve been trained in CPR and Advanced First Aid by the Red Cross over 15 times in my life, the videos and booklets always have a guy and say the same thing about clutching his chest and/or bicep.
And people laugh when I tell them women are still invisible in this world.
Space shuttle Endeavor fly by on it’s way down to Los Angeles. NASA Ames, Moffett Field.
*Note- Please click on the photo to see the larger version.
Macy’s Petacular Parade. Herald Square, NYC.
