I’m running behind this morning. It’s 7:50 on this Tuesday morning. There’s a dental appointment scheduled at 10 a.m., clear across Tallahassee, and I’m not even close to being ready. In fact, I’m still in bed scrolling through Facebook and wondering what in the world I could post here.
Then, this comes along.
It made me giggle and inspired me to get up and get ready to see the dentist! These teeth aren’t going to clean themselves.
Last year I posted snapshots and tried to number them reliably, but I’m rather a disorganized soul, and soon jumbled up the count. I’ve never let disorganization stop me in the past, though, so I’m just going to number these things according to an ever changing set of rules.
I snapped this photo yesterday in the garden area of my dentist’s office in Tallahassee. Then I proceeded to ask everyone what it was. No one in the office had a clue. I guess that’s why they went into dentistry and not botany.
Anyway, perhaps a reader with some gardening knowledge can help me out:
The blossoms aren’t on the plant itself, so kindly ignore them. Do note the purplish serrated looking leaves, and the oddly bare trunk-like stem. The plant is striking in its almost alien demeanor. I imagine if plants grew on Venus, this is what they’d look like.
Thanks in advance for any assistance.
i was chatting
with a friend
down at my wrist
oh dear, i sighed,
look at the time
“i must go and have my
at her startled look
what i’d just said,
my face turning red
added, “at the dental
Open wide, don’t flinch
Now you’ll feel a little pinch
Then only numbness.
You call that a pinch?
Sonofabitch I’m wounded
Thit, now my tongue ith athleep.
Thit, thit, thit, thit, thit.
Here’s one of my all-time favorite episodes of the Carol Burnett show.