Today I had a dental cleaning—one of life’s many necessary
evils. Indeed, it is one of the more evil of the necessary evils. The thing
that makes them particularly heinous to me is the fact that the dental
hygienist is in close proximity to various numbing agents, but it never seems
to occur to her to use them. Maybe she figures that the discomfort she inflicts
by digging under my gums with metal scraping instruments is the kind of thing a
strapping adult male like me should easily tolerate. Or perhaps she figures that
the overt pleasantness she exudes during the procedure should itself act like
an anesthetic upon my throbbing mouth. Well, in either case she’d be wrong. She
cleans while I suffer.
Over the years, though, I’ve developed a pretty solid method for at least tolerating my dental cleanings without crying like a babe fresh out of the womb. To take my mind off the violence going on inside my oral orifice, I concentrate extremely hard on one of two things—Scrabble or the Oscars. If it’s a Scrabble dental cleaning day, I think about what club and tournament players call “bingo stems.” That’s a series of six common letters that, when combined with another letter, can get you a seven letter word and a 50-point bonus. So, for example, the bingo stem “SATINE” when combined with an A gets you ENTASIA or TAENIAS. I’ll mentally go through the whole alphabet trying to remember every seven letter word you can get from “SATINE” and once done I’ll move on to “SATIRE,” and so on. Usually, by the time I get to the bingo stem “STONER” it’s time to rinse and spit, and my agony is over.
Today, however, knowing that the Academy Award nominees would be announced, I decided to make it one of my Oscar dental cleaning days. I start with the year I was born—1969—and go through year by year up to the present, trying to remember what won the Oscar for Best Picture. So when the scraping of my bottom back molars began I instantly thought, “1969 – Midnight Cowboy. Great movie. Gritty—just like my teeth are starting to get from the scraping.” For the next 15 minutes I continued my personal coping strategy…
1970 – Patton. Guess it was okay but kind of (Ouch! That was a nerve!) overrated.
Over the years, though, I’ve developed a pretty solid method for at least tolerating my dental cleanings without crying like a babe fresh out of the womb. To take my mind off the violence going on inside my oral orifice, I concentrate extremely hard on one of two things—Scrabble or the Oscars. If it’s a Scrabble dental cleaning day, I think about what club and tournament players call “bingo stems.” That’s a series of six common letters that, when combined with another letter, can get you a seven letter word and a 50-point bonus. So, for example, the bingo stem “SATINE” when combined with an A gets you ENTASIA or TAENIAS. I’ll mentally go through the whole alphabet trying to remember every seven letter word you can get from “SATINE” and once done I’ll move on to “SATIRE,” and so on. Usually, by the time I get to the bingo stem “STONER” it’s time to rinse and spit, and my agony is over.
Today, however, knowing that the Academy Award nominees would be announced, I decided to make it one of my Oscar dental cleaning days. I start with the year I was born—1969—and go through year by year up to the present, trying to remember what won the Oscar for Best Picture. So when the scraping of my bottom back molars began I instantly thought, “1969 – Midnight Cowboy. Great movie. Gritty—just like my teeth are starting to get from the scraping.” For the next 15 minutes I continued my personal coping strategy…
1970 – Patton. Guess it was okay but kind of (Ouch! That was a nerve!) overrated.
1971 – The French
Connection. At one point Gene Hackman drives past my high school in the famous
chase scene. Cool!
1972 – The Godfather. I
bet if my dental hygienist touched Don Corleone this way she’d end up sleeping
with the fishes.
1973 – The Sting. Yup,
felt the sting on my lateral incisor just now.
1974 – The Godfather
Part II. Great movie, but I still can’t understand how anyone thinks it’s
better than the first one.
1975 – One Flew Over
the (Owwww! You caught my lip!) Cuckoo’s Nest. What I wouldn’t give for some of
the sedatives McMurphy took right about now.
1976 – Rocky. The
first one of the best pictures I saw in the theater. By round 15, Balboa’s
mouth was only slightly bloodier than mine is at the moment.
1977 – Annie Hall.
Woody at his finest. I bet he thinks about baseball during dental cleanings.
1978 – The Deer
Hunter. I can’t believe I still haven’t gotten around to (Yikes! Watch it with
that thing, it’s sharp!) seeing it.
1979 – Kramer vs.
Kramer. The first year I remember watching the Oscars. Rooted for Dustin
Hoffman to win Best Actor and was ecstatic when he did! I was not like other
kids my age.
1980 – Ordinary
People. I know everyone thinks Raging Bull got robbed, but I still prefer
Ordinary People.
1981 – Chariots of
Fire. One of my favorite (Ahhh! Another nerve!!) movies of all time.
1982 – Gandhi. Okay,
this time I was like normal kids and rooted for E.T. I wonder what dental
cleanings are like on his planet.
1983 – Terms of
Endearment. Give me the shot! GIVE ME THE SHOT!
1984 – Amadeus. Another
one of my favorites. What the hell ever happened to Tom Hulce?
1985 – Out of Africa.
What a snooze-fest. I’d rather have another dental cleaning than see that dreck
agaAAAAAAAHHHHH. Okay, maybe not.
1986 – Platoon. Very
good movie—remember almost nothing about it.
1987 – The Last
Emperor. Another one I need to see…when I have three hours to kill.
1988 – Rain Man. Another
Dustin (Whoa! Here she goes with that sucky thingy!) Hoffman classic.
1989 – Driving Miss
Daisy. Tough to know what was slower moving—Miss Daisy’s car or the movie.
1990 – Dances With
Wolves. All I can think about are canine teeth! Canine teeth! Please get off my
canine teeth!
1991 – Silence of the
Lambs. Hannibal Lecter would be (Aaaargggghh!) enjoying himself about now.
1992 – Unforgiven. I
thought I didn’t like westerns. I thought I didn’t like Clint Eastwood. So how
come I liked this movie so much?
1993 – Schindler’s
List. Great movie but I can never (Aaack! That’ll leave a mark!) think of it without
picturing Jerry Seinfeld and his girlfriend making out in the theater.
1994 – Forrest Gump. Run,
Forrest, run! As far away from the dentist’s office as you can!
1995 – Braveheart. Not
feeling very brave right now.
1996 – The English
Patient. I always get the sense that I’m the only person under the age of 70
who actually liked this movie.
1997 – Titanic. Never
saw it. Never will. “And Iiiiiy-iiiiiiiy-iiiii am in lots of pain!”
1998 – Shakespeare in
Love. Great movie. So was Saving Private Ryan. But I like Shakespeare in Love
more. So there!
1999 – American
Beauty. Same year as American Pie. Tough to get those two confused.
2000 – Gladiator. Can’t
help but think, “Joey, do you like movies about Gladiators?”
2001 – A Beautiful
Mind. Two years in a row for Russell Crowe! Who’d of thunk a movie about a mathematician
could be (Gaaaaaahhh!!! Seriously??? I thought you already got that tooth!) so
fascinating.
2002 – Chicago. It was
entertaining, but Best Picture? Really, people? Really?
2003 – Lord of the
Rings: Return of the King. This cleaning is starting to feel as long as the
entire trilogy.
2004 – Million Dollar
Baby. Clint Eastwood again. I thought I didn’t like him, but he keeps on
proving me wrong.
2005 – Crash.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
2006 – The Departed.
Far from Scorsese’s best, but at least he finally got the damn thing.
2007 – No Country for
Old Men. Far from the Coen Brother’s best, but at least they finally got the
damn thing.
2008 – Slumdog
Millionaire. I remember that advanced screening I got to go to with Danny Boyle
taking questions afterwards. That was a cool (Aaaahhhh! Be done already, you
vile woman!) experience.
2009 – The Hurt
Locker. No movie title could possibly describe my mouth better right now than
this one.
2010 – The King’s
Speech. Another one I haven’t seen. Maybe I’ll skip my next dental cleaning and
watch this movie instead.
2011 – The Artist. A
silent movie winning Best Picture in 2011!!!! Can it get any cooler than
that???
2012 – Argo. Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggooooo!
And suddenly I ran out of years, but the hygienist still had two teeth left to work on. Crap! I had nothing to distract me from the next 90 seconds of pain and misery. Well, maybe if I start memorizing Golden Globe winners I’ll be ready for my next cleaning.
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