Don’t Get Busted For TUI…“Talking Under The Influence”…Of Bad Breath!

THE HSR, IN THIS CURRENT PREFACE, IS JUST 7 YEARS OLD, AND HE IS AT THE PARK WITH HIS FAVORITE KITE, WITH 2 MILES OF PREMIUM-STRENGTH KITE STRING, WHICH MEANS THAT HE’S GOING TO DO SOME SERIOUS KITING TODAY, AND THERE’S ENOUGH WIND COMING AT HIS BACK TO KEEP IT AFLOAT FOR A LONG WHILE, SO TO GET THE KITE INTO THE AIR, HSR DOES WHAT HIS GRANDDADDY TAUGHT HIM TO DO, WHICH IS TO PLACE THE KITE ON THE GROUND FACE DOWN, WITH THE TOP OF THE KITE POINTING TOWARD HIM, THEN UNROLL THE STRING ABOUT TWENTY FEET AWAY, BEING CAREFUL TO NOT FLY AROUND ANY POWERLINES, THEN TAKE OFF RUNNING, PULLING ON THE KITE ALL THE WHILE, AND, NOW, THE KITE TAKES OFF AND WIGGLES IN THE AIR LIKE IT IS TAKING A DEEP BREATH AND WAKING UP TO SOME FRESH FUN,

AND HSR LETS OUT A LOT OF STRING, WHICH MAKES THE KITE GO DOWN SOME, BUT AS SOON AS THE STRING IS TAUT AGAIN, IT MUSCLES ITS WAY BACK HIGHER INTO THE AIR, AND AFTER LETTING ABOUT A MILE OF STRING OUT, THE HSR CAN BARELY SEE THE KITE, SO, AFTER A WHILE, THE HSR STARTS TO FEEL THE WIND GET STRONGER TO HIS BACK, SO MUCH SO, THAT THE KITE PULLS HIM ALONG THE GROUND, AND THE WIND GETS EVEN MORE STRONG, WHICH MAKES THE YOUNG HSR LIFT UP OFF OF THE GROUD, AND HE AND THE KITE GO HIGHER AND HIGHER

 INTO THE SKY AND EVEN INTO THE CLOUDS, BUT HSR IS NOT SCARED ONE BIT, BECAUSE HE HAS THE PRESENCE OF MIND TO PULL OUT HIS…hip-hip hooray ,Mr. Blogger…now you’ve got high-flying kites pulling kids up into the clouds, and I must say that I want to read what you cook up next, because that lady seated over there looking at me, and her “I am, right now, seeing an outline of a gentleman with a top hat in the tall white clouds…and that’s a good thing!” smile seems to alert me that she maybe an undercover spy with questionable intentions…but you never know!

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“As soon as I leave a high-priced restaurant that serves gourmet meals with only a small amount of “work-of-art,” decorated food on the plate, I tell myself…fridge, here I come!”

 

Have you ever detected, or rather, “busted” someone with ordorful breath?

They may have something interesting or funny to say…

…but that “aromatic wall of stench” blocks any comprehension of what they are trying to get across…

…and this source of bad gas has you plotting to “exit stage left or right” immediately to breathe in desperately needed, fresh, unadulterated air?...

And if they get close up on you, to whisper to you a secret with their arm almost around you…

…hold your breath and diplomatically break free!...you can do it!

But the big question is…do you do anything to help them put out that fire in their mouth?

A word of advice: prophylactically carry around breath mints or a spray…for yourself to use…

…and to offer to a needy friend with TUI

And remember…

…as they say…

…"don’t judge, lest ye be judged!..

So, let’s help each other out!

…it could happen to any of us!

…so if you think that you may have a TUI moment yourself…

…do a get-fresh-quick routine to your mouth…

…or the Judge Of Public Opinion And Gossip may just…throw “The Book” at you!

May you have many…be careful about where you go in, because you may want to get out of there—in a hurry!....sleep and fun must somehow be related!...quick—hurry up and write down that imaginative thought!… smiles!

Songs That Make Me, And Maybe You, Smile! Part 1.

DJ-ING A HOT AND ENERGETIC PARTY/RAVE, COMPLETE WITH LIGHT-SCATTERING KALIEDASCOPES, MYSTERY-ENHANCING FOG, HUGE, POPING AIR BUBBLES COMING DOWN FROM THE CEILING, QUICKLY- MOVING LASER LIGHTS, AND COLORS-OF-THE-RAINBOW-FLASHING DISCO BALLS,

A STANDING ROOM ONLY, JUMPING -UP-AND-DOWN, FEVERISHLY-BEAT-DRIVEN CROWD, WITH A READY-AND-WILLING ATTITUDE TO SHOW THAT SPONTANEOUSLY-EXPRESSIVE DANCE IS THERAPEUTICALLY EVERYTHING THAT IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE AND MORE, THE HSR, WITH BOOTSIE COLLINS-TYPE SUNGLASSES ON, CHANGES THE SONG, AND THE CROWD GOES EVEN MORE HYSTERICAL, WITH MANY OF THEM DOING MOVES ORIGINATED BY JAMES BROWN, MICHAEL JACKSON, MICK JAGGER, NICKI MINAJ, BEYONCE, TAYLOR SWIFT, CHUBBY CHECKER, AND OTHERS, DUPLICATED ALL OVER THE PLACE, AND MIND YOU, THIS PARTY IS JUST GETTING INTO FIRST GEAR, AND THIS REALLY SUPER FINE BABE COMES UP TO HSR IN THE DJ BOOTH, SO HSR SLIDES OVER TO THE SIDE TO TALK TO HER AND SHE SAYS, "HI THERE HANDSOME! YOUR MUSIC JUST MATCHES MY PULSE RATE...WHICH MAKES ME FEEL A MEDICAL NIRVANA...MAKING ME...SOO SATISFIED...I JUST FEEL LIKE...HERE, THIS IS MY NUMBER... CALL ME AND SHOW ME YOUR STEEL, ERR... WHEELS OF STEEL, OKAY?" AND SHE BLOWS HIM A KISS, AND HSR TURNS HIS HEAD LIKE THE AIR KISS SMACKED HIM GENTLY ON THE CHEEK, AND THEY BOTH SMILE AND SHE WALKS AWAY WITH A "GOT-TO-SEE" STROLL, AND THE HSR GETS BACK TO WHAT HE DOES BEST...BUMPING THE CRAZY SYNCOPATION! ...meanwhile, back at the ranch, or rather the Kindergarten big room, the little kids are just so much full of energetic zest and zeal, that they continuously jump up and down and spin around to only the metronome going back and forth...no need for real music...and that makes your "last week, I was in the Amazonian Rain Forest, and the wildlife noise was louder than a disco!" smile, wonders if all humans really just need a beat and some freedom of the mind/body complex as an excuse to coax ourselves to get up and start moving and grooving, and letting it all dancingly hang out low!
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"How does Gravity know which way to pull stuff?"







Say, Hey, Folks...I'll cut straight to the chase...

...no time wasting!...

...Below are some sounds that I find interesting...

...and you might too...

...when I blog for you (and me!), I sometimes listen to these and other creations!...

...they make me smile!...

...also, I sometimes do the"Bite The Dentist Back" Dance to these tunes!...

...it's the hottest new dance that not too many people do...

...so when you do it at a party...people will notice!

A Kindergarten class wrote that they did this dance in their room and changed some of the names in the song to their friend's names...and had ball!

So without further adue...




Take a listen to "Touch" by Pang!: -a wild and gritty performance!

Here's Cyril Hahn with "Perfect Form" featuring Shy Girls: -an enjoyably harmonic hurricane!

"Dragonflies" (Cantoma Remix) by Jose Padilla & Kirsty Keatch: -a smoothly layered track that "pleasurizes" nice memories!

Chria Malinchak with "So Into You" : -with a shadow of "Don't Disturb This Groove," I can march to this!

I'll bring you some more worthy musical flights of fantasy in the near future!...

...to spread the groove out smoothly like creamy delicious peanut butter!...

...so we can jam like jelly!






May you have many...do you really want to know before hand, the next unexpected thing that will happen in your life, or do you just want to go with the flow?...the one-way, gigabig, collateral-damage-producing steamroller of time takes no names, and waits for no one!...Man, if I can just get my money's worth, I'm happy...smiles!

Hey, Man!...Why’d You Get Socked In The Mouth? Part 1.

AS HSR GAZES OUT OF THE PANORAMIC OFFICE WINDOW…HE TAKES A DEEP BREATH…AND LOOKS OUT FAR INTO THE DISTANCE…AND SEES A STUNNING SEA…WITH CLOUDS COLORIFICALLY AT PLAY…AND HE STARTS TO IMAGINE…SOMETHING…THAT HE HASN’T THOUGHT OF BEFORE…YOU KNOW…BREAK NEW MENTAL GROUND…AND AS HE CONSCIOUSLY EXHALES…AND KEEPS TRACK OF EVERY MICROMOMENT OF THIS BEAUTIFUL VISUAL AND HIGH-ALTITUDE EXPERIENCE…IN A NICELY AIR CONDITIONED… ARCHITECTURALLY-JAZZY-LOOKING BUILDING…ON THE 62^ND FLOOR…AND TO THE LEFT...HE SEES A GROUP OF GRAY CLOUDS RELEASING DARK RAIN ONTO THE SURFACE OF THE OCEAN...AND WITNESSING THIS SEA-TO-CLOUD-TO-RAIN-TO-SEA-AGAIN CYCLE...LEAVES THE HSR WITH BUT ONE OPTION...TO SAY..."WOW, MAN!," ...THEN...BEFORE HE LOOKS TO THE RIGHT OF THIS PANORAMA...HE SAYS TO HIMSELF..."I'M TAKING A SEAT AND I'MA ENJOY THIS!...okay...so you like to be where the sky...sand...and sea meet...well...so do I...but my "all I want to do is totally experience the cascading coolness of this icy cold lemonade...and not think about anything else right now" smile wants to turn the game back on TV...which is against our biggest rival!

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“Trees don’t need to be told how to grow, they just need water…they’ll do the rest, just fine, by themselves, thank you!”  

As I open the front door to my dental office Saturday morning.…

…Robert, one of my young adult patients walks up fast to me…

 …and asks, “Hey Doc! You gotta see me now! I lost my front teeth!”

He holds out his opened hand, and there are three whole upper front teeth, roots and all, with a small pool of blood on them.

“Wow, Man!...I’m not going to ask how it happened…but let’s see if we can stick them back in after I soak them in this stuff!” I respond, as I finish unlocking the door.

As I push open the door, Robert nervously looks down the street, and sees a car that’s suspicious to him way down the street turning the corner, and he says, “Doc, I can’t stay here now, I gotta shake these guys offa me, then I’ll be back. Here, take these and soak ‘um in that stuff you talked about!

He slaps me five, and in my hand now are the three teeth, bloody clots and all.

“Gotta go!”  Robert declares as he tears out of there, like he’s running for his life!

I shut the door and peek out of a small opening, and in a couple of seconds, I see the car he was talking about, a savage-looking new BMW, slowly creep past the front of my office and on down the street…

Then I hear the car burn rubber on the street as it turns the corner!...

“I hope Robert isn’t hanging with the wrong crowd…but maybe he is…I just hope he’ll make it…I’ve know him since he was a smiley-faced kid!

I walk into one of the treatment rooms and get out a fresh bottle of that root revitalization fluid, break the seal and drop the teeth in there without washing off the blood, per package instructions.

I twist the top back on to the bottle and set it aside.

“If Robert comes back in about 30 minutes or less, these teeth will be ready to pop back in and splint!” I think.

Waiting for a while, as the other dental staff members come in to work for the day, I am hoping to see Robert to fix him up.

I have one of his elementary school pictures that he brought to me, up on the picture wall.

He’s a cutie pie in the picture, with big bright eyes.

But Robert doesn’t return…

TO BE CONTINUED…

May you have many…don’t play video games all day—they just might steal your precious time of life in an evil and greedy way…there’s absolutely no way that we can visit and camp over three days in the wilderness, even with  only a few modern amenities, without leaving a significant carbon footprint!...no, the BMW didn't eat him!--wait a minute, is that a short red and  blue toothpick in the mouth?…smiles!