Under the Influence

I went to the dentist today, and they asked me, do you want the gas?
 HA HA HA 
 Are you sticking a long needle in my cheek and jaw? .. Yeah, I want the gas!

They gave me head phones that played classic rock, and I began to relax a little...  I hate going to the dentist.

That stuff I was breathing makes me a  little loopy, and since I'm such a control freak, I talk to myself.  In my mind I say, "Don't let go, keep your wits... Don't let go of your mind."  Then, after several minutes, I  finally give up the fight with myself and say..  "Give it up, and just give in...this is bigger than both of us" and finally float into la la land...  " I love the dentist, I love the dentist"...  

I never tried any kind of drugs, and have never been drunk, (except with love; not with the dentist) so this is my best and only high...  

During this "trip" I thought of all kinds of cool stuff I could tell everyone in this blog; unfortunately, I can't remember any of it. I do remember "Stairway to Heaven" playing at the beginning, and,  me being the best drummer The Rolling Stones ever had, at one point...   but that's it...   Sorry.. I'll try to take my notebook in next time to take proper notes.

What is that stuff...and can they put it Brownies??