First A Little History

You know, I guess everyone has something interesting to share with the world. They may not know what it is, but all of us have a story, and society seems to be increasingly interested in the mundane and not so mundane details of people's lives. Just turn on the television and the lives of celebrities in rehab,  to kickboxing plastic surgeons, to average Joes are being documented. Well, this is my little effort to add to the maelstrom of the worldwide biopic. I guess honestly inside I have a glimmer of hope that the following musings will be of some interest, and the thought of seeing them collected and distributed in print world surely be a narcissistic fantasy made real.

To start, I feel that I should give a little background so that if you decide to read further, you may get a sense of the mind behind this voice. I have a family which I have decide for now to not elaborate on much, because that is a portion of my life that I do not wish to be openly accessable to the world. I don't have anything to hide, but I wish to keep the private lives of my wife and children just that ... private. You know, I just don't want any of Dateline's Chris Hanson's co-stars to end up in my driveway.

I am a dentist. That ... entails more than you may think. Yes, needles and drilling holes in teeth are part of the job, but insurance negotiation, mechanical repairs, paperwork, and amateur psychology are more of what the job is about. It's a lot of plates to keep spinning, and sometimes one breaks.

To help put the pieces back together I try to distract myself with fun activities. There is the usual stuff like reading, music, travel, blah, blah, blah. Oddly enough though, I do not play golf or hunt wild animals. I'm not opposed to either, it's just that neither of these activities release enough dopamine into my brain.

On the other hand, getting in the water with sharks does. Ahhh, I can see it now, a large 12 foot apex predator casually swimming by like a 400 pound sock lazily blowing in the breeze; now that's what I'm talkin' about. How exciting it is. And talk about being able to put all your troubles out of sight out of mind. When you're down there with these big critters I can assure you that forgetting to mail you tax deposit for this month is not figuring into the picture. More to come on all that I'm sure.

So, I guess if you've read this far you're about to hit the home button on your computer. I'll shut up and get back to my plates.