Don't Stop Believing

As I was sitting in the dentist chair and the hygenist had her knee on my chest as she was chipping away at the tartar on my rear bicuspids, I took a moment to take in the musak. From Little River Band to Wings and then there it was. The first few notes were unmistakable....then the distinct voice...."Just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world...." That's right. It was Journey. It then occurred to me that I was still in the chair at the dentist office. It was a sad moment to realize what had become of the band that I once loved. The band that was always in the background at the parties in high school while drinking Mad Dog 20/20 or some Bartles n' Jaymes wine coolers. The band that made people embrace the mullet and take piano lessons. I guess there comes a time when we have to grow up, go to the dentist every 6 months, and put our Journey albums on a shelf next to our leg warmers and crimping iron. (4/19/07)

Come on, you know you wanna hear it.....