This morning I became even more regal than I already was; I went to the dentist to get crowned once again. This makes three crowns in this little mouth ‘o mine. I suspect this means that folks will bow (or curtsey if that’s their thing) before me and bring me stuff (food, wine, a tiara …?).

Hmmm. I’m still waiting.

As I was killing time before being led to that chair of pain and torture (yes, I have a problem with the dentist!) I picked up San Jose Magazine. This mag seems to be geared toward people with a whole lot more money than I have, and doesn’t have much for me to read. There are lots of ads, though. You know … ads for Bentleys and Rolexes, Luxury homes and jewelry … things I don’t usually never buy. And there are lots of pictures of doctors, lawyers and realtors and people like that. (Do people subscribe to this, or is it handed out to offices of these various professions? I wonder.)

Anyway, there’s a section on the top 100 most powerful people in Silicon Valley. In the arts I see some familiar names (Yay, for Irene Dalis!), and of course I recognize some of the political folks as well. I normally would skip over the whole article. Well, okay, I’d normally not read this magazine at all; I’m more of a book person. But when you are stuck in a dentist’s chair and you didn’t bring your book you read things you wouldn’t normally read. Or at least I do. So I went ahead and read about the power arts folks (listed first!) and then moved on to the rest ‘o the people. Know what I noticed? A lot of folks said that they wished they could sing or play a musical instrument when asked “What talent do you wish you had?”. These are, mostly, folks with available money for private lessons. So I think they should all take up oboe.

See … I know this person who has a newly put together oboe studio ….
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