For the past 10 hours or so I´ve been tasting the saltiness of my own blood among other things such as gatorade, cold soup, grape gelatin, and an herbal mouth wash. I´m the victim of a brutal wisdom teeth extraction.
And I traveled thousands of miles just for it. Orthodontic operations are much cheaper in South America, including the plane ticket and all. So I figured, why not? They had a bit of trouble taking out my left wisdom tooth though. In fact, it took 3 doctors to finally pull that sucker out. Apparently the Lord built me with some fat wisdom teeth in the lower back row. Which is to say he gave me quite a heftly load of wisdom. Well, now that I´ve lost it I´ve succumbed to healing on my cousin´s bed with an ice pack while watching music videos on VH1 Colombia. Fortunately they´re playing all the American videos from the eighties, nineties, and today. Highlights include the entire U2 filmography, “Pump Up The Jam” by Technotronic, “Rapper´s Delight” by the Sugar Hill Gang, and “Macarena (club mix)” by the Barrio Boys and some annoying hispanic chick. Yup, Colombian culture is really keeping up with American trends.
I´d better lay down again. All this blood is making me queezy. Oh, and I think they´re showing a brand new episode of The Jeffersons!
Out.