Monday, February 23, 2009

A Good Hygienist Is Hard to Find

Over the years I've been to a lot of dentists, some good some not so good. For the last few years I've been seeing Dr. Darren Berg here in Kelowna.

I like Dr. Berg for a couple of reasons. He's painless and he doesn't chit chat. When I see a professional person, be it a doctor or dentist or lawyer or even a barber all I want to talk about is the business of why I'm there and Berg is pretty much all business (at least with me). I'm truly not interested in discussing any part of my personal life with these people, who are basically strangers.

But the best thing about Dr. Berg is not Dr. Berg, it's his most excellent young hygienist, Britney.

For me the reluctance of seeing a dentist was never about the needle or the drill. It was always those Maidens of Torture, the clumsy hygienist who seemed intent on seeing how much blood could be drawn from your gums.

When I first had Britney work on my teeth I was left confused. I felt nothing uncomfortable and actually asked her if she had used an anesthetic on my gums before she started. Maybe it was new technique.

Well anyway she hadn't, she just knew what she was doing. Amazing. After all these years of torment to actually come across a hygienist who cared enough to be careful where she placed her instruments.

So if anyone out there is looking for a really, really good hygienist, go to Dr. Berg and ask for Britney.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Hey YouTube Posters: Can The Music!

In my quest for the perfect motorcycle I have viewed a LOT of videos. Some from Commercial sites like Motorcycle News but most from amateurs proud of their bikes.

For some reason most of these amateur posters seem to think that the viewers would prefer to hear their usually tasteless and inappropriate music tracks over the sounds of their fantastic bikes.

They might think this is the greatest song in the world, however I bet most of us think it's crap.

If I want to hear music, I'll plug my buds in and turn on my iPod. When I want to view motorcycle videos the only sounds I want to hear are those coming from those exhaust pipes.

Below are two examples of what I'm talking about. In the first clip you can hardly hear the bikes for the crap "music" thats playing.


The second example is perfect. Incredible exhaust music from the Yamaha FJR1300. Well done!



Saturday, February 21, 2009

Motorcycle Update



Yamaha FZ-6R and '94 Mustang GT

Since my last post some news.

I have my learners license and I have purchased my bike. But it's not the Triumph. My new bike is a Yamaha FZ-6R, a 600cc 4 cylinder sport bike. It's a somewhat detuned version of the FZ-6. In Europe, the bike is called the XJ-6 Diversion.

More Info Here.


I didn't get the Triumph for a couple of reasons. First the price was about two thousand more than I really wanted to pay. It offers no wind protection without expensive add ons and the salesperson at the dealership wasn't very friendly.

The reviews on the Yamaha have been good, everything about it seems to suit what I was looking for. And the people at Kelowna Yamaha, including my salesman, Bob Purdy, were a nice bunch.

The extra 30 or so horsepower the Triumph has over the Yamaha is probably something I would never use. The Triumph is for sure a more capable performer but not so much so that a novice would notice. It's not about speed anyway, this is all about learning a new skill.

My new Yamaha is capable of 225 kph and 0-100km in 3.5 seconds, pretty fast enough. And even more importantly, it is comfortable. At least on the showroom floor it was.

And the black and yellow colours just happen to match those of my '94 Mustang GT almost perfectly.



I can't ride it. Not until I acquire my second level which I won't get until the end of March. That sucks but it's still February and probably too cold to enjoy it anyway.

Still the main hurdle, that of deciding on the bike and forking over the hard earned cash. is completed.

I still have to get a helmet, gloves, boots and a protective riding jacket.

I'll keep ya posted.