My
Life (off of) The Sunset Strip...
EXT. DOCTOR'S OFFICE - DAY
So I'm in Toluca Lake, burning off a soon
to be expiring Groupon, for an acupuncture session.
I'm freshly showered, smooth with lotion,
but not naked. I'm wearing my favorite, red, tighty whities...and a smock/gown
get up with an untied open back.
I'm laying, face up, on the acupuncture
table.
The Doctor, 50's (Hollywood 50's),
friendly, brunette, groovy (of course she's groovy it's Eastern medicine),
enters the room. She explains her process as she looks down at me with her
chestnut colored locks dangling down towards me.
Bach is playing in the background at a
very low volume (I only knew it was Bach because she told me).
SHE: How are you doing? Are you nervous?
ME: No, I'm okay. I think I can handle
it. I'm just going to relax and enjoy the ride.
SHE: Good. Show me your tongue.
Inside, I'm giggling. Why? No good
reason. I just giggle a lot. Inside.
I stick out my tongue. Not like poking it
at her, just a normal, like, ahhh (without the "ahhh" sound).
Here's where it got really funny...at
least for me.
SHE: We can do a lot with that tongue.
Now, I'm sure the following moment only
took 1-2 seconds, but in my mind it took minutes. Several minutes.
Remember, I'm laying on my back, not
naked (but "naked adjacent") looking up, and she's standing over me,
looking down...Hollywood 50's, with those chestnut locks blowing in the wind
like in an Aerosmith video...AND she has just said to me "We can do a lot
with that tongue".
I DID NOT remember auditioning for this
role at all.
ME: ahhh...
SHE: Yeah, I can see you have trouble
sleeping and we can work on your diet if you decide to come back for more of my
work.
At that point I was thinking I should
REALLY come back for "more work" or REALLY not come back...for more
work.
ME: Okay, great.
SHE: I put the first needle in. Did you
feel it?
ME: Nope, didn't feel a thing.
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When
I got back in my car I looked at my tongue. I didn't see any mold, moss or
algae on it, but I didn't go to college either...I'm on the really low-end of
smart. Who knows though, it's 4:11am and I'm still wide awake, maybe I'm
phuk'd.
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