Drill Hell

Drill Hell

I did Drill Hell time yesterday. Actually the process was not nearly as bad as I had anticipated. Dr Luke actually did a filling—I thought I was going to have to have a cap. I was pleased. Only two shots and about 24 minutes of drill time. I saw one only one wisp of smoke slip up from my mouth but there was lots of water splashing and sucking.

Piss me off though I was about a half hour late getting to Luke’s office. I sprinted out of my office about 12:30 ands someone had parked in the “hashed” area between the two designated (handicapped) spaces—plus there were two vehicles parked parallel to the driveway almost making driving out of the parking space impossible. The women of the office as I passively tried to get someone to drive my van out far enough that I might deploy my life, load up and try snoogle my way out of the parking space. The office hotties were either going through the building trying to find the offender and others were on the phone to the local PD trying to get someone out to ticket and tow the vehicle. I tried to explain to these grand vigilantes that by the time law enforcement I would be way late. I finally got some one to back my van out far enough to get the lift down. My this time the person who was parked in front of my van had arrived and left leaving a fine hole for me to drive through and leave.

Then returning to work after the appointment I was almost killed—so weird. I was cruising on the interstate about 60 MPH; there were vehicles on both flanks and someone was somewhere behind me. Then there as a good sized truck infront of me—bigger then a pick up but smaller then a dump truck or semi. I saw a few licks of what I thought was smoke coming from the front of the truck up ahead. The lick soon became pants and suddenly I was totally engulfed in what steam, iteral cloud vapor—it seemed to last for ever but actually about three of five seconds. In the middle of this white out I realized I was sailing about 60 MPH—if the truck stopped I was up his ass. I started to break suddenly but then realized if I did this the who ever was behind me was up MY ASS. I thought I was dead literally. I remember the cars on the side and did not know if they were still there. Then in a zip and a puff I was out of the road cloud. All the moving vehicles were pretty much in the same positions they had been in when we moved into the cloud. The truck a head of me was pulling over to the side of the road water steaming and gushing out of it’s radiator. I then began to shudder as I realized I could have been caught in the mentioned situations and been dead just that fast. I dodged Death’s scythe this day, I got drilled and did 24 Not bad for a Monday—could be the high day of the week.