Couple of items, like reefers?
There were a couple of others, but some of them just didn’t make sense like “my sister’s ass” and “astrofish.net.” Who’d search for that?
(vegan) Two-Meat Tuesday Ever notice that, in the final analysis, there are really only three kinds of people in the world? Those who can count and those who can’t? Monday was Pisces. Pisces child. Pisces waitress at the truck stop. Pisces at the airport. Pisces at the coffee shop. Everywhere. The lovely Pisces wrote, “YOUR the BEST!” – maybe there is some love there. Pisces love, anyway. Between two weekends with back-to-back income, I’d booked a trip to see a dentist who was in the ‘hood, and the website looked good enough to secure a first time visit from me. Plus the location is within walking distance. I was headed out the door, making good time, when I got a last-minute call from a client overseas, and I had to stop and offer advice. So I was almost late. The dentist’s office is in the back of the Penfield Center, which, for those not familiar with it, can either be noted because it houses a certain media conglomerate, the local branch, or better yet, it has Ruta Maya there, a legendary coffee house. or, maybe because it’s converted WWII barracks or something like that. Or, as at least one buddy will point out, “Yeah, it’s that place behind the titty bar.” There’s always that one, isn’t there? So I know I had at least two more shots of coffee after I’d brushed my teeth, but before I got to the office. I didn’t really want someone digging around in my mouth, me with coffee breath, but these things happen. What I first noticed, the office itself is far cry from what I’m used to for a dentist office. Bright, airy, cheery, in a zen-like way, owing to running water (into an old bucket) as part of the accents. Quite calm. The Scorpio behind the counter was dressed in black, with a black ribbon around her neck, again, not very traditional, except in a Scorpio way – those damn Scorpio eyes. I fill out the forms, and I noticed there was picture of a small dog, in a bright purple collar, on the reception window. “Uh-oh,” I thought, “dog owner too proud of the puppy. Could be trouble.” Then a further mental note not to dog the dog. X-ray’s, examination, instructions on how to brush, biology, microbiology, then in bounces, and I mean bounces, the dentist herself. Bubbling? Vivacious? Better yet, one word description: Gemini. Talking a mile a minute, way too much information. And the dog. Cute little dog, dentist picks the dog up, and has the dog ask why she’s wearing a purple sweater. “Sagittarius?” “It’s a rescue dog, so we think, I don’t know, either Libra or a Scorpio, what do you think?” Dog hopped up on my lap, as I was stretched out on the dental chair, licked my face, then made itself at home resting on my legs – this does not happen in other parts of the world. The damn dog was as much a part of the office as the Scorpio, the Pisces, or even the boss, the Gemini. “Oh, she likes you. You know, some people, she just doesn’t get along with everyone.” Figures. And for a perfunctory examination, with the dog (Scorpio) stretched out on my shins? A sure sign that it was a happy place. I once read a statistic that more dentists commit suicide than other medical practitioner. I don’t know if it’s true or not. but I seriously doubt it’s any trouble at that place. The dog is a good judge of character. I’ve got to rustle up some cash now, as I need a crown, and writers of my ilk? Typically, we don’t carry dental insurance. I suppose it’s time to put my money where my mouth is. A dog in the office and chattering about signs and who is what sign and what that means? All in a happy manner? Plus, the little dog in a purple sweater, stretched out on me when I was stretched out? Doesn’t sound like a typical dentist office kind of visit. Offhand, though, I’d estimate the place was clean enough for surgery, and then there’s that slightly off-beat, South Austin feeling. Consider that the Penfield Center is located on Lower Congress, and consider the super trendy term that the landlords were shooting for was SoCo (South Congress), but or that dentist office? How about Lower Congress? I live in my own world. At least it’s safe here, and some people know me. Tenure (thanks, dude) Ten years ago horoscope archive, and five years ago horoscope archive, as well as web journal archive.
