Working lots. It gets a little overwhelming at times.

Friday night we had our pizza party like we do.

Saturday morning we went to the dentist and had to get some teeth drilled. I was telling Bethie how it’s all a big scam and there was really nothing wrong with my teeth. She is BFF’s with the dentist, though, so she wasn’t trying to hear all that. But then, when the dentist was drilling on her teeth, she flipped out and got real mad at her because of an exposed nerve or something.

I didn’t like that, because I was new to this whole tooth-drilling scene, having never had a cavity before. But my procedure went smoothly and didn’t hurt. Afterwards, we went shopping at the Macy’s. The Macy’s benefited on that day, by being located conveniently next door to the dentists.

Then we went home and did our walk with the dog. He’s old, but he still loves to cruise around the park.

Then we watched some dumb Christmas movies.

Then I went out and had some beers.

Sunday, we did our walk, and then I left with James to go see the futuristic motorcycle stuntman show.

James works for the production company that puts the show on, so he had free tickets. It seems that in the future there was a nucular war, and the only people that survived were motorcycle stuntmen and exotic dancers. So they have to challenge one another to doing motorcycle flips off of ramps while fireballs explode all around, and then the exotic dancers have to fake-shove one another and do pole dances. In the end, <SPOILER ALERT> they realize they are not so different, the rival motorcycle gangs, so they join forces to become the “Nuclear Cowboyz!”

Afterwards, I had to go to the Starbucks across from the arena to contemplate this bleak future world, and wait for Bethie to come pick me up. Then we went to celebrate her uncle’s birthday with some tequila and sausages.