Strobe lights and neon illuminate the inside of an orthodontist office. It is 10:00 p.m. The windows are mostly covered but an occasional laser finds the gaps and skips across the street.
This orthodontist, I discover, moonlights as a disk jockey. DJ Dentes* (pronounced "dainchs"). Braces by day, parties by night. If I ever need braces, I'm going to DJ Teeth.
*DJ Teeth, a doctor of dentistry, has no relation to Electric Mayhem frontman Dr. Teeth.
(Singing:) "I like to move it, I like to move it, move it..."
ReplyDelete"Eu gosto de lo-movê, lo-movê"
DeleteHey Perfesser -- anxiously awaiting your next installment!
ReplyDeleteDude! Where's your next update? You can't keep your adoring public waiting this long! :) We miss hearing about your great adventures!! Hope all is well! Love, All of Us :)
ReplyDeleteSorry for the delay. My pen and paper version is currently at Day 170, so yeah, I have some serious catching up to do.
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