DC, Chp. 41-43

[Kim]

Peter wrote: "Tristram

“a-maized” touché. :-)

Don't encourage him.

[Tristram]

Kim wrote: "Peter wrote: "Tristram

“a-maized” touché. :-)

Don't encourage him."

Too late. Encouragement registered and enjoyed ;-)

[Tristram]

Julie wrote: "Tristram wrote: "Kim wrote: "I couldn't find a picture of anyone cooking the corn, and we use containers not bags, but you get the idea. It also may give you an idea of how long all this takes."

I..."

Don't overestimate my teeth, Julie. Once I broke a piece off one of them by biting on a pomegrenade seed. Since then, I have been avoiding pomegrenades (easy) and also almonds and filberts (not so easy).

[Julie]

Tristram wrote: "Don't overestimate my teeth, Julie. Once I broke a piece off one of them by biting on a pomegrenade seed."

Ouch. I have only broken a tooth by exercising extremely poor judgment--i.e. running down icy stairs. And, naturally, falling.

[Tristram]

Breaking off a tooth during a fall is even worse, I'd say. In my case, I was eating one of those fancy canapés at a party, and it took me some seconds to realize what had happened. As I don't really like formal social gatherings, the accident had a silver lining for me because I had a good excuse to go and see the dentist immediately.

[Kim]

Tristram wrote: "Breaking off a tooth during a fall is even worse, I'd say. In my case, I was eating one of those fancy canapés at a party, and it took me some seconds to realize what had happened. As I don't really like formal social gatherings, the accident had a silver lining for me because I had a good excuse to go and see the dentist immediately."

I would never consider going to the dentist a good thing. Ever. Well, maybe the time I broke my tooth, that was annoying. They couldn't see my right away and the edges were sharp so I filed them off with a nail file.

[Kim]

We haven't had to go to the dentist since the virus began, but they called a few days ago to make appointments. They are starting to see patients again. I haven't called them back yet, if I hadn't been reading through this thread I never would have remembered it at all, at least not until I broke another tooth.

[Tristram]

Like you, I never go to the dentist unless I absolutely have to, Kim. I remember that dentist from The Marathon Man too vividly.

[Kim]

Tristram wrote: "Like you, I never go to the dentist unless I absolutely have to, Kim. I remember that dentist from The Marathon Man too vividly."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kzw1_...

[Kim]

Watching that made me glad the dentist hasn't seen me since Covid began.

[Kim]

And then there is......

https://www.etsy.com/market/creepy_de...

[Tristram]

Oh, it's such a good movie that it ought to go on my re-watch list.

[Kim]

Tristram wrote: "Oh, it's such a good movie that it ought to go on my re-watch list."

Maybe, but if I watch it I'm fast forwarding past the dentist part.

[Tristram]

One of my favourite scenes is at the beginning of the movie where two old men are having a deadly race.

[Kim]

Tristram wrote: "One of my favourite scenes is at the beginning of the movie where two old men are having a deadly race."

Well that reminded me of something I hadn't thought of in years and years. At one time, more than 20 years at least, across from where we lived was a man, his girlfriend, and her two sons. The man wasn't the father, her father was, and both boys had mental problems. Their father was also their grandfather which must have been terribly confusing, but I don't know how anyone handled that. Anyway, they also had motorcycles, those kinds people ride on dirt tracks not on the road. A creek ran right behind their house and whenever it rained and the creek went over the banks even a little bit it would get in their yard and seem like a swamp for days and days. Therefore everyone called him "Swamp man" his girlfriend, swamp girl, and the two sons were the swamp boys, I have no idea what their names really were. If you left our driveway and turned left, you would drive down the road about a mile, then it turned to the right, went down a hill, across a bride over the creek, back up a hill and turned to the right. You were now on the other side of the creek and in the winter when there were no leaves on the trees you could look through them and see our house. Finally you turned right again went back down the hill, over another bridge, up the hill, turned right, and ended up back at our house. It was driving a circle, and we used to walk or ride bike doing that circle.

Well the two mentally handicapped swamp boys decided one would drive his motorcycle to the left, the other to the right and they would meet somewhere in the middle on the other side of the creek. Now you would think they would pass each other, wave, and see who made it home first, or they would stop, talk, and decide what to do next. Not them though, neither of them turned to the side and they ended up running right into each other. They were going at a rather high speed so they both ended up in the hospital, one for quite a long time. I don't know where they are now, probably at the same place, I haven't been by there for a long time.