Go 'Head Girl!...And Twerk Dat Smile!

THE ALWAYS ADVENTURESOME HSR WASTES NO TIME AS HE FIRES UP HIS BIG HOT AIR BALLON...

...AND, ON A WHIM, DECIDES TO FLY AROUND THE WORLD STARTING NOW, BUT HE IS NOT WITHOUT ALL OF THE NECESSITIES, LIKE FOOD, WATER, BIG SCREEN, AND INTERNET!...AND HE PLANS TO TAKE OFF FROM HIS OLD COLLEGE--SAN DIEGO'S POINT LOMA UNIVERSITY...

...JUST NORTH OF THE LIGHTHOUSE...

...WHERE THE SEA WATER IS SO GOOD AND FRESH...THAT IF IT WASN'T SALTY...YOU COULD PROBABLY DRINK IT!...

...NOW HSR'S PASSING OVER MISSION BAY...AND THE WIND IS VERY SLOW AND LAZY TODAY...LETTING HSR JUST FLOAT ALONG...WHICH IS GREAT FOR SIGHTSEEING!...

PRETTY AND PRICEY!...BUT YOU MAY NOT WANT TO SEE TOO MUCH SEA IF YOU GET SEASICK EASILY!...AND NOW, HE'S ALMOST STATIONARILY DRIFTING BY LA JOLLA...

...WHERE YOU COULD START UP A SOFTWARE COMPANY...OR JUST TAKE IN THE VIEW AND THE AMBIANCE...AND HERE'S SUPERMARKET BARON RON BURKLE'S PAD...

...I'LL BET YOU THAT HE HAS AISLES OF FRESH PRODUCE AND ICE CREAM IN THERE! AND THEN HSR COMES ACROSS AGUA HEDIONDA LAGOON...

WHERE HE IS MANEUVERING TO SAFELY LAND HIS BALLON, BECAUSE IT'S STARTING TO GET DARK A LITTLE...AND...HE'S BEING ATTACKED BY SOME AGGRESSIVE AND TERRITORIAL SEAGULLS!...and your "no, seriously, last night, my best friend was a frozen box of chocolate and strawberry BonBons" smile, which is scared of heights, also gets the frequent urge to go to the bathroom, when you see all of that constantly churning water below!

                                                                                                                                                   

"Boy, this world needs saving...so let's all get together and save it!"

Okay, everybody, let's twerk that mouth!

Twerk that mouth!

Twerk that smile!

Yeaaah!

Now open...

...and close...

...open...

...close...

...open...

...close...

...n'open...

Hey!!..

What??

No getting'  freaky 'round here!

Now I'ma haveta...







May you have many...every time you turn your back, people will end up doing just what they want to do!...they say that our minds can remember everything that has happened to us, but there are somethings that I will take a pass on remembering!....is it possible to develop a sense of what will happen 5 minutes into the future with certainty?...smiles!

The Last Secret Baby Tooth! Part 10.

Armed with a super-thick down feather jacket, a tall Thermos flask full of fresh, hot, and black vapors-rising expresso...

and a thickly-woven thermal cap straight from J Crew, THE HSR, ON A CRISPY-COLD STARRY NIGHT, ON A FAR-AWAY, CITY-LIGHTS-FREE MOUNTAIN TOP, POINTS ITS MEADE LX200 CATADIOPTRIC TELESCOPE,

AND ITS ALL-ALUMINUM, INFRARED SPECTRAL, 40 CM DIAMETER WISE TELESKY WATCHER TOWARD YOUR SPECIFIC ZODIAC CONSTELLATION, to catch any shooting stars, dark matter, or UFOs...

...operating solely on the red-shifted X-ray paradigm, trying to get next to your “there really are self-therapeutic benefits realized when people “just go shopping”” smile!

“All baby birds, and us humans, eventually learn that…we better learn how to fly!”

Quick Background: how does this dentist do it?! He escapes multiple dangers just by the skin on his teeth, one right after the other! He was supposed to finish his mission at the top of a special mountain…the one that just blew up into a billion pieces…and so far, this continuous and deadly roller coaster of a ride shows no sign of slowing down!

Whether the big prehistoric looking birds know it or not, they just saved my life by grabbing me and flying off of that doomed, exploding mountain.

It seems like I have spent a long time trying to complete this mission of sacrificing this little doggone baby tooth…it doesn’t even have a root on it!

Right now, I’m watching one of the friendly big birds...

 ...fall from the sky after taking out four of the six long-dagger-beaked assassin birds.

Two asassin birds are left and they are fixing to dive down on us and take me, and the two savior birds out for good.

Suddenly, one of the diving Black Birds hits and buries its deadly beak deep into the neck of the other bird on my team.

They both go down together into the darkening gray abyss.

The bird that's carrying me, and I, are now the only ones left.

I look up, trying to find the last bad bird.

My sword is really warming up now, like it wants not to be left out of the fight.

Frantically looking above, I finally see the last feathered kamikaze zoom out of a cloud coming super fast at us.

To my surprise, the sword jumps out of my hand, rises up, and quickly positions itself to meet the bird.

The killing flyer doesn’t expect this, but the sword sets its blade to vertically slice the bird and its beak exactly in two down the middle.

One half flies down harmlessly into that netherworld below. But the other half of that bird's body, in a tricky way, contorts itself, and hits the bird that is carrying me right in the eye, immediately killing it.

My sword flies off far away from me, turning end over end, partly pulled by gravity, and partly directed by its own intelligent doing, I think, until I can no longer see it through the thick cloud soup.

The dead bird that was carrying me loses its grip on me, and falls down faster than I do.

So now, I’m falling…into darkness…I don’t even know if there’s a bottom to all of this…but I just have my spears, baby tooth pendant, and the mortar and pestle…

And speaking of the mortar and pestle, they start to heat up in my pocket, so much so that I must take them out.

They are too hot now to hold them, so I must let them go!

I see them get white hot through the cloudy fog as they separate from me.

Now, this has to be the absolutely finest mess I have gotten myself into so far…

I’m in an unending free fall, in pitch-black darkness, and my gravity speed is quickly getting faster…

…so fast that the baby tooth pendant flies off of my neck, and disappears into the mean darkness…

Now there really is nothing left for me to live for…but I tell myself that I shall go out with a big fight…so I grab one of the spears I have left, and stretch it out so I can at least stabilize my speeding and spinning fall.

In front of me, I now see a coalescing glow in the shape of a giant face that travels downward as fast as I do.

It starts to speak above the noise of the wind from my fall… “Ahh, the tooth sayer…I now have the mortar, pestle and baby tooth in my possession, all without having to touch you to get it!”

This big ghost-like, silhouette-creature, which seems to solidify more into actual matter before my eyes, continues,

“This is the only way I could have gotten them from you. And now that I have them, I will waste no time in completing the pulverization process!”

I shout out, “Why are you doing this? What’s in it for you?”

The apparitional light answers back, “I have accumulated the powers of the other 19 baby teeth…this is the last one in the set of twenty…and the most important one! I’ve waited a million years just for these precious seconds…and you shall be the one to witness the beginning of my new reign of power that will last for eons!”

I ask, knowing that this force is up to no good, what he plans to do with its new powers.

It responds as it continues to turn more into a glowing human-monster form, “I will control all of the forces of Nature and all of the fiery suns, yet I will let you and Mankind live and spread throughout the universe to fulfill my prophecy of conquering and unifying all of life throughout the stars! No one, and no thing. will be able to contest my every desire! You’ll see!...Right now!”

…all of this is happening as our speeds increase in this eeriest of fantasy free falls!...

With the baby tooth inside the mortar in one hand, and the pestle in the other, the altering ghost—who must now completely turn into flesh and blood,

so the transmutation can properly take place—raises his hand to start the fate of his ultimate plans!

Just as he begins to bring down the pestle to strike the tooth in the mortar…

…I sling the spear I hold as fast as I can…

…and it…

TO BE CONTINUED…

May you have many…I misplaced my keys, and do you know where I found them: right where I left them!...you know, we do not have to wait until Christmas to get into a giving mood!...I know why there are so many sugary products at the check-out stands in the supermarkets!…smiles!

“Astrodentites!”..."The Teeth” of Supermassive Black Holes, Discovered By Astronomer/ Dentist!

STATIONED ON THE DECK OF THE CARRIER'S CONTROL MODULE, THE MIGHTY CAPTAIN HSR IS LOOKING OUT OF THE FRONT WINDOW OF THE MASSIVE SPACE EXPLORATION SHIP

AS HE SITS IN HIS HI-TECH, AND REGAL THRONE CHAIR RECLINER,

AND IS TAKING SLOW, DEEP, AND REPETITIVE MEDITATIVE BREATHS WITH RELAXED, HALF-CLOSED EYES, AND HE IS VISUALIZING HOW HIS NEXT EXPEDITION WILL BE A GLORIOUS SUCCESS, WHICH WILL INVOLVE THE COLLECTION OF THE UNIVERSE’S MAJORITY AMOUNT OF THE ELUSIVE, HIGHLY UNSTABLE, AND PROHIBITIVELY-EXPENSIVE ELEMENT, WINGNIUM, WHICH HAS TWO MORE PROTONS AND NEUTRONS AND ELECTRONS THAN UNUNOCTIUM (ATOMIC NUMBER 118), AND WHILE 118 IS THE SO CALLED “LAST ENTITY” ON THE CURRENT PERIODIC CHART, THE HEAVIER WINGNIUM,

WHICH GIVES CHEMISTS ROUGH NIGHTS OF SLEEP JUST THINKING ABOUT IT, IS THE FUNDAMENTAL BUILDING BLOCK OF THE “MEGA ATOM,” WHERE THE PROTONS, NEUTRONS, AND ELECTRONS BEGIN TO EXHIBIT “ORBITAL FLUIDITY” INSTEAD OF THEIR USUAL DISCRETE ORBITAL CONFIGURATIONS, AND THIS ALLOWS EXTREMELY STRONG METALS TO TURN TO LIQUIDS AND GASES WITH VERY LITTLE PHYSICAL MANIPULATION, AND WHILE ALL OF THIS MAY SEEM TRIVIAL, THERE ARE IMMENSE MILITARISTIC RAMIFICATIONS AND APPLICATIONS, WHICH WILL MEAN GREAT SHIFTS IN THE PREVAILING BALANCES OF GALAXIAL POWERS, SO THIS JUST MIGHT BE THE MOST IMPORTANT ASSIGNMENT OF HIS CAREER…AGAIN…BUT AS HE RUMINATES ABOUT ALL OF THIS, OUT OF THE SIDE OF HIS EYE, HE NOTICES A TINY SPACESHIP ALL OF A SUDDEN APPEAR OUT OF NOWHERE,

TO A POSITION WITHIN HIS FORCE SHIELD PROTECTION, AND HSR RAISES ONE EYEBROW AND THINKS, “LOOK AT THESE PEOPLE…COMING IN HERE WITH THEIR CELESTIAL CONDENSER VEHICLE! ( A CELESTIAL CONDENSER IS A SPACE SHIP THAT CAN TRANSMUTATE ITSELF FROM STARTING COORDINATES TO ENDING COORDINATES, AND IT BASICALLY “SHOWS UP” AT ITS FINAL DESTINATION BY OVERCOMING LINEAR TRAVEL LIMITATIONS!), I’M GOING TO RADIO TO THEM THAT MY SOLDIERS WILL BOARD THEIR SHIP…RIGHT NOW!,” BUT BEFORE THE HSR CAN PRESS A BUTTON AND SEND OUT THE TROOPS TO INSPECT THE SHIP, A BEING “JUST MATERIALIZES “ RIGHT IN FRONT OF HSR ABOUT TWO FEET AWAY!...

...IT’S A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN SPACE TRAVELER, OR IT SEEMS TO BE…AND SHE LOOKS STRAIGHT INTO THE HSR’S EYES AND SPEAKS, “I’VE FINALLY FOUND YOU…YOU HOMO!,” AND THE HSR QUICKLY ADDS, “CYBERGRAPHICUS…HOMO CYBERGRAPHICUS!…AND JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING, BARGING IN ON MY SHIP LIKE THIS…WHERE ARE YOUR PROTOCOLS THAT YOUR MOTHERSHIP TAUGHT YOU!…AND JUST WHAT DO YOU CALL YOUR SELF?”…THE WOMAN SLOWLY SASHAYS A LITTLE CLOSER TO HSR, AND THE HSR STANDS UP, AND SHE PURRS OUT, “MY NAME IS LASERIA BLUE, FROM THE ZOOMERIA CLUSTER,” AND THIS NEWS HAS THE USUALLY NONCHALANT HSR RAISE BOTH EYEBROWS AND TAKE A DEEP BREATH AND REPLY, “ SO YOU ARE THE ONE WHO WAS RESPONSIBLE FOR THE…!,” AND LASERIA PLACES A SOFT FINGER OVER THE LIPS OF THE HSR, AND SHE WHISPERS,” NONE OF THAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED IF YOU HADN’T GOTTEN SERIOUS WITH THAT FLOOSIE TAAK-TAAK…

…LASERIA CONTINUES, “HSR, YOU KNOW THAT YOU’RE THE HOTTEST STUFF IN THE WHOLE MILKY WAY, EVEN IN THE WHOLE LANIAKEA SUPERCLUSTER… THAT’S WHY I HAVE TO WARN YOU TO BE CAREFUL ON YOUR VOYAGE FOR THE WINGNIUM HAUL!” AND HSR BLURTS OUT, “THAT’S SUPPOSED TO BE HIGHER-THAN-CLASSIFIED SECRET…BUT EVEN YOU KNOW ABOUT IT?!” THEN LASERIA STEPS CLOSE TO THE HSR, WRAPS HER ARMS AROUND HIM AND ASKS, “NOW, CAN YOU GIVE ME ONE OF YOUR FAMOUS “STAR KISSES?” AND THEY LOOK INTO EACH OTHERS EYES…AND THEN EVEN DEEPER…AND SHE SEES HIS SILICON PLASMA…AND HE SEES HER…HER SILICON PLASMA, TOO…THEY ARE NANOPARTICULATELY COMPATIBLE!…BUT THE HSR PLAYS IT COOL AND DOESN’T LET HER KNOW THAT HE KNOWS THEY ARE FROM THE SAME STAR-TRIBE…OR DOES SHE ALREADY KNOW?...BUT ANYWAY, THE HSR WHISPERS BACK, “THANKS FOR LETTING ME KNOW ABOUT THE COMPROMISED WINGNIUM PLAN, THIS WHOLE SHIP COULD HAVE GONE SUPERNOVA…WE’VE GOT A BIG LEAK AT COMMAND HQ

 AND ONCE I GET THIS SORTED OUT, I’LL FIND YOU AND WE’LL SPEND SOME TIME IN THE STAR KISS NEBULA, LASERIA, SO WE CAN DO IT RIGHT!” SO HE TOUCHES IS FOREHEAD ON HERS, AND SLIGHTLY TOUCHES HIS LIPS WITH HERS, JUST TO LET SOME SPARKS FLY, BUT NOT TOO MUCH SO THEY DON’T GET ELECTROCUTED WITH URGENCY, AND SHE SAYS, “I’LL HOLD YOU TIGHTLY TO THAT PROMISE!, BYE, NOW!,” AND SHE TAKES TWO STEPS BACK AND “VANISHES” BACK TO HER SHIP, WHICH THEN VANISHES ITSELF, IN ABOUT THREE SECONDS AFTER, HOWEVER, WHEN THE HSR RESTS HIS HANDS ON HIS BELT SIDES, HE NOTICES THAT HIS SMALL RESOURCE POUCH IS MISSING!, “DANG IT! THAT SLY FOX! I’M GLAD THAT SHE SAVED MY LIFE WITH THAT NEWS, BUT NOW, I’VE GOT TO GET MY STUFF BACK…WOW!”…so, that is not the last of the fireworks between them, rest assured, because your “may I wake up again tomorrow, because I have some “hot stuff” that I plan to do” smile, laughs, because you know that the HSR above secretly put a Galactic GPSer on Laseria’s suit before she left, to make it easier for him to find her!

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“Eating is very important…don’t skip it!”

A Los Angeles-based Dentist, Dr. Ralph Winge, who also has an Astronomy hobby, has theorized that recently-discovered Supermassive Black Holes (SMBH) physically “chomp,” with almost unimaginably huge forces, the different types of matter and antimatter down to their constituent elementary particles, which are then fundamentally transformed themselves, as the matter disappears from this Universe into the Super Massive Black Holes.

“They’re the ultimate vacuum cleaners of the universe!” quips Winge.

“We’re also still having fun trying to mathematically theorize whether the transforming matter disappearing into the SMBH, still “shows up” in this same universe, or into another “invisible-to–us” universe!

“But, I’m not saying that SMBH have Supermassive Teeth, no. But to crunch down the various matters before they are swallowed away, definitely has some parallels with how humans manipulate the food within the oral cavity before that food “disappears,” too!” He calls the “grinding forces” of the SMBH “Astrodentites,” and reemphasizes that we cannot actually see them on the insides of a SMBH for examination.

“The tidal, gravitational, and almost masticatory disintegration processes working, has to be more than just the rocks, photons, neutrinos, dark matter, planets, stars, dust, and other “interstellar materia” getting slammed and crammed together at near-light speeds, and breaking up into the tight space of the Black Hole’s infinitely small singularity… there are not-totally-understood forces that “rip to infinitesimal shreds,” everything that sinks into the Black Hole.

“Chewing and gnashing with opposing, and colliding strengths, possibly equivalent to the powers of 100 million suns or more, meeting head on, every nanosecond, potentiated with the wild, unexplored, and extreme Black Hole Physics behaviors deep within the SMBH, make investigating this type of ultimately destructive masticatory mechanism, better left to theory, instead of practice, which would otherwise mean an invariably fatal one-way trip into the “forbidden bellies of these most unusual beasts!

“That’s because, according to theory, once a person enters into a Black Hole, he or she cannot communicate with the outside to talk about the conditions from within. Plus, a person will certainly be “horribly dematerialized” probably even before he or she goes swirling down to and within the so-called event horizon of the SMBH.

“Once we learn to conquer slower-than-light space travel, and gain a chance to study regular Black Holes (if there is such a thing), and SMBH, from a safe distance, without falling into one, or being hit by incoming interstellar materia, I’m sure that our findings will be surprising!” counts Winge.

May you have many…what would you rather have: a lot of money or a lot of blessings?...should we be happy and dance a little each day?...Real progress can only be made in the “today” time set!…smiles!

Please…Help Your Dentist Get A New…Bentley!

THE HSR IS NOW A SENIOR IN COLLEGE, BUT, RIGHT NOW, HE IS WORKING AS A VALET DRIVER AT THIS SUPER EXPENSIVE RESTAURANT, AND WOULDN’T YOU KNOW IT, THE FIRST DAY, OR RATHER NIGHT, ON THE JOB, HE HAS TO PARK ALL OF THESE TOP-OF-THE-LINE CARS, SOME OF WHICH HE HAS NEVER SEEN BEFORE, AND THE FIRST CAR IS A BRAND NEW FERRARI,

WHICH THE MANAGER WARNED HSR ABOUT, AND SUGGESTED THAT HE PARK IT RIGHT NEXT TO THE FRONT DOOR, SO THAT THE CAR WILL NOT BE IN ANY DANGER AND THAT IT COULD BE RETRIEVED QUICKLY FOR THE PICKY CUSTOMER, BUT AS THE HSR GETS INTO THE CAR TO PARK IT, HE DOES NOT KNOW HOW TO DRIVE IT, SO HE HAS A FRIEND JUST PUSH HIM IN THE CAR TO THE PARKING SPOT JUST A FEW FEET AWAY, THEN, AFTER THAT, A ROLLS ROYCE PHANTOM ROLLS IN,

AND A SWEET LADY, WHO SEEMS TO HAVE “COUGAR” WRITTEN ALL OVER HER, TELLS THE HSR TO TAKE GREAT CARE, “OR YOU’LL BE COMING A LOT TO PAY ME FOR YEARS,” SO THE HSR TAKES HIS TIME TO PARK THAT ONE PERFECTLY, THEN THE NEXT RIDE IS AN OLD, CUSTOMIZED, BLUE VW,

AND THE OWNER GETS OUT OF THE CAR AND TELLS THE HSR, “LOOKS LIKE THE FERRARI GOT MY SPOT THIS TIME, HERE, TAKE THIS, AND LEAVE THE SPOT FOR ME NEXT WEEK!” AND THE MAN SHAKES HSR’S HAND AND LEAVES SOMETHING IN IT, AND THE HSR TAKES A LOOK AT THE PAPER, AND IT IS A DOLLAR BILL WITH TWO ZEROS BEHIND IT!, SO THE HSR NODS, “THANKS A LOT, SIR!” TO THE GUY BEFORE HE ENTERS INTO THE RESTAURANT’S FRONT DOOR, THEN THE HSR TURNS TO SEE WHO’S CAR IS NEXT, AND TO HIS SURPRISE, IT IS A SIX-FOOT-FIVE SKINNY YOUNG SUPER MODEL WITH A SKIN-TIGHT, BODY-BROADCASTING CAT SUIT COMING IN WITH A BIG ENTRANCE, ON A “POCKET ROCKET” MOTOR CYCLE,
                                                                               

                                                       

SO SHE STOPS AND TAKES OFF HER HELMET, THEN SHAKES HER LONG SILKY MANE BACK INTO ORDER IN ONE FELL SWOOP, AND THEN SHE GIVES THE KEYS TO HSR WHILE WINKING AND ASKING HIM, “HOW GOOD ARE YOU AT SWITCHING GEARS, BIG BOY?,” AND HSR HAS TO THINK A HALF-SECOND AND SAYS…stop right there you, you blogger…this is a family newspaper…and we don’t want any shenanigans going on…but you can tell me what happens next…privately…because my neighbor’s “I see that your grass is always greener on your side, but don’t ask me to mow it!” smile keeps peeking over my fence to see what happens next in the restaurant’s parking lot, too!

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“Ready, set, go, and lean into a quickening sprint as you rush into your new day! “

Do you know how much it costs for a year of Dental School in the U.S.?...

…I’ll tell you…

…just about the same as a top of the line Jaquar car…

…Don’t believe me?...

… look up “Cost of USC Dental School” on the Internet…

…and in four years of Dental School…

…you could have bought a Ghost, a Phantom, or a Wraith…

…just take your pick of the customized Rolls you want…

…and take your time paying the student loan back…

…at about $5,000 per month…

But, hey, afterward you’re called "Doctor!"

And all of a sudden, it’s all magically worth it!

In what other profession can this scenario happen:

…a total and perfect stranger comes into your office, and plops down in the chair…

…and doesn’t care about the Novacaine injections that you give…

…or the prolonged and necessary drilling that’s needed…

…or, if something goes “snap, crackle, or pop” when you take a tooth out!

Dentists are some of the most trusted people on Earth…

…and the most needed!

So please see your dentist as often as she or he says…

…We are only thinking of your short- and long-term health…

…To keep all of that inflammation from bad teeth and gums, from wreaking havoc on your different organ systems in the body…

…this way, you will very possibly have a longer life…

…and a better quality of life, to boot!

Just remember, your dentist had to go through a lot...to train and complete all that rigorous education and testing…

…I’m talking years!…

Some dental school patients bring their young dental students cookies and cakes and other goodies made with love to snack on during their long hours at the school, and those students are very thankful!

And with the cost of living and the student loans to repay, I want to tell you, that it is okay for your hard-working dentist to splurge some times!

Your dentist wants you to have the “Best In Class” smile,

one that’s good enough to match, and even show up, the cleanest and latest Mercedes, Lamborghini, Porshe, or other car that you may drive!

So the fees that you pay your dentist are well deserved, yet market-competitive…

Wouldn’t you like to brag to your friends that your dentist cruises around in a brand new, all-white convertible Bentley!

Your friends might feel jealous and switch and start going to your Bentley Dentist for work…

…because they want to jump on that popular bandwagon!…

…and as they say…

…success breeds more success all around!

So, come on and get you some juicy success from your Dentist!

May you have many…oh my gosh, an almost frozen soda on a very hot day going down the throat--you can tell me how it feels!...A lot of people have told me that they are tired of the low temperatures that Los Angeles has registered lately, and that they are welcome to the higher temps of the coming summer...those massive sea lions that crawl along and lumber across the land with difficulty, are nimble like gymnasts and ballerinas when they are in the water--I saw it myself! …smiles!