Legos

Lied. Didn't write twice yesterday. And almost let it slip by again today. Just finished reacquainting myself with the Legos of my youth, literally. Mom dropped them off at my request. I built a houseboat. Mostly. Best part of the day. I'll post a photo when it's done.

Oops

I meant to write when we got home from the Bates fall dance show last night, but then it was morning before I remembered it again. I'll write twice today.

Yesterday was largely characterized by our visit to our friend Andrew's place, where he did the sound mixing (I think that's what it's called) we needed done for the piece we're performing next weekend. Trips to Andrew are always that - trips. It's always profoundly clear after a visit to Andrew that the "reality" in which I live day to day is a ridiculously small sliver of what's going on in the world. Not to mention what a narrow world view is represented in the course of my days. On this particular visit, there was a small crowd of other musicians around, who were intensely curious about what it's like to be serious about dance in a community like Portland where there isn't much of it. It always feels like we're supposed to think about art as a luxury, and I know I do, but being around these guys who live according to it rather than alongside it was refreshing and... alarming, actually. I feel a little more awake.

More soon.

Suspend Oral Hygiene

Dear Reader,

I'm writing to you today to brag about how much money I spent at the dentist this afternoon. I've done better, but given that I expected something just over $100, I think I fared pretty well with a final result of $230. I mean, I could have put more effort into it. I could have said something like "You must have at least one other piece of new technology that you're keeping from me though I absolutely need it if I'm to prevent the rapid and merciless onset of periodontic disease. COME ON." But I didn't. I left it at fluoride varnish and bitewings, which are certainly the most unpleasant experience available when it comes to dentistry that doesn't actually involve cutting of any kind.

But I digress. The funniest part of the visit was when the hygienist, whom I actually like very much, observed that on the packaging for the fluoride varnish it said both "Do not brush for 6 hours following the application of this product" and "Suspend oral hygiene for a full day following application of the product." I won't get into the niggly little details of whether or not they know how long a day is. I'm too tickled by the fact that they wrote "Suspend oral hygiene." Suspend oral hygiene? Really?

Sincerely,

Writer