Tom writes: I needed two crowns placed in my mouth the other day. It’s a thirty-minute drive down to our old dentist since we moved to Plano. I requested an MBO for the drive down and the dental procedure and then requested an MBO for the drive back home in the heavier afternoon traffic on the North Dallas Tollway.

The dentist gave me headphones and put on 60s music. I tried laughing gas for the first time, and two hours later, he was through. We drove down to buy two chocolate malts since neither Dena nor I had eaten lunch, plus I could not have food at that point. I requested an MBO for help to find a parking spot there since they are busy all day. We got the last one