dream segment...

i go to the dentist's office to have some work done...i wait in the office for a long time, other people come and go, but i never get called in for my appointment...so as the office is about to close, i walk up to the receptionist and ask her if i'm going to get called in, or should i come back tomorrow? i'm being kind of sarcastic, but sincere at the same time...later; another day, i am back, and have something done, but the procedure is really simple and doesn't address my dental problem, i discuss this with the dentist: he is Indian with glasses and longish brown hair...he sort of waffles on an answer, but more appointments are in my future to fix my dental dilema...so i'm in the waiting room, and there are a lot of people there and it turns out that there is a jazz history thing going on, it's fascinating! there are people playing music, mostly African-American; photos on display, books to look at, short films, recordings to listen to & buy; it's really a fabulous experience! i make some new friends...