Teeth Jam Or Toe Jam...Which One Is Worse?

THE ADVENTUROUS HSR, NOW ONLY 25, HAS A CHANCE TO SEE THE WORLD, OR AT LEAST A LITTLE BIT OF THE SOUTH, AS HE DRIVES A SUPPOSEDLY RELIABLE CAR THROUGH THE DENSE AND IMMENSE WOODS...

AND HE NOTICES AN IMPORTANT SIGN

BUT HSR ISN'T WORRIED, BECAUSE HE HAS A FULL TANK RIGHT NOW, HOWEVER, HE SEES SOME OF THE THICKEST WOODS ON EARTH...

THAT MIGHT EVEN SEEM A LITTLE SCARY, BUT HSR FEELS PRETTY COOL ABOUT THINGS, WITH HIS GOOD KARMA SELF, AND ROLLS DOWN THE WINDOW TO FULLY INHALE THE FRESH RAINFOREST AIR, WITH ITS ATTENDANT OXYGEN-RICHNESS,

AND HE THINKS TO HIMSELF, "I'LL GET SOME MORE SNACKS AND GAS IN ABOUT 99 MILES, AND HE TURNS THE RADIO UP AND JUST BREEZES ALONG AT THE SPEED LIMIT, AND ALL OF THIS TIME, HE DOESN'T SEE ANY OTHER CARS PASSING BY, BUT HE REMEMBERS THAT HE CHOSE TO TAKE THE BACKWOODS "SCENIC ROUTE" THIS TIME, SO HE'S JUST HUMMIN' ALONG, THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN, HE FEELS THE CAR ACT FUNNY...AND YES...IT'S A FLAT TIRE...

BUT NO MATTER, HE JUST PULLS OUT HIS PHONE, BUT GUESS WHAT...THERE'S NO BARS...NO SERVICE...NO CONNECTION...SO HE PULLS OFF TO THE SIDE, AND REALIZES THAT THERE IS NO SPARE TIRE, BUT HE DOESN'T START BOO HOOING AND CRYING, HE JUST STARTS GATHERING SOME STUFF IN HIS BACKPACK AND SAYS, "WELL, I BETTER GET GOING BEFORE IT GETS TOO DARK, AND HE COMES ACROSS ONE HOUSE... 

THAT HE MIGHT ASK FOR HELP AT...BUT HAS A GUT FEELING...THEN DECIDES NOT TO GO THERE, SO HE KEEPS ON WALKING, AND IS AMAZED AT SOME OF THE "BLOBULAR BOTANICAL ENTITIES" THAT HE COMES ACROSS...

AND STARTS TO SEE STRANGE GIANT TREES DRESSED IN OTHER PLANTS THAT SUGGEST SUPERNATURAL SHAPES, LIKE THEY COULD EVEN BE "GREEN ANIMALS!...

AND ESPECIALLY ONE THAT EVEN LOOKS LIKE IT COULD BE A "RAINFOREST GODZILLA"...

SO HE KEEPS ON WALKING, AND HIS EYES ARE WIDER THAN EVER NOW AS THINGS START TO GET DARKER WITH THE SETTING SUN...

AND HSR STARTS TO REALLY PAY ATTENTION TO THE SMALL SOUNDS IN THE BIG FOREST, WHICH START TO REALLY CREEP HIM OUT...AND HE STARTS TO SEE AND EVEN IMAGINE SHAPES THAT COULD MEAN BAD NEWS OR EVEN HARM...

SO WITH ABOUT 60 MILES TO GO, AND NO CELL PHONE SERVICE, HSR WONDERS WHAT TO DO NEXT...LIKE, SHOULD HE CLIMB A TREE AND WAIT TILL THE DAWN?...HE WAS A GOOD BOY SCOUT, SO HE IS STILL KEEPING HIS WITS ABOUT HIM, BUT THERE'S NOT EVEN A MOON IN THE SKY TO GIVE HIM A LITTLE LIGHT...SO IT'S PITCH BLACK NOW, WITH OWLS MAKING NOISES, AND HE CAN HEAR LITTLE ANIMALS SCAMPERING AND RUNNING AROUND ON THE DRY LEAVES, BUT NOW HE SEES SOMETHING THAT COULD BE...EYES!...

...THAT LOOK LIKE SMALL FLASHLIGHTS SHINING ON HIM...AND NOW HE CAN BEGIN TO HEAR HIS OWN HEARTBEAT, AS HE ALMOST WALKS INTO A TREE...

WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN, A CAR, WHICH HE DIDN'T HEAR, SHOWS UP BEHIND HIM, SCARING HIM A BIT...

...BUT FROM THE AGGRESSIVE AND DETERMINED LOOK OF THE CAR, HSR DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK OR DO NEXT, SO HE...break time!...let's turn the suspense knob down a ways, because I am grabbing the arm rest of my chair hard...like I'm at...the dentist!...so I'm going to take a breath now, and try to relax again, while your "I'm just thumbing through the pages of my favorite catalogue, but I don't know what to get first!" smile tries to act like you weren't scared, not even in the least!

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"Quick, name three things that you want to do until you can't do them anymore!" 

"A rolling stone", it is said, "will gather no moss"...

...but teeth and toes are very different...they both can gather a type of "moss!"

In the feet's case, it's called "toe-jam"...''

...and in the teeth's case, it's called "dental plaque"...

Understandably, they are both coded under the general term "biofilms."

And these films of bacteria and such, are always growing in and around various exposed and accessible areas of living organisms.

Yes, we have germs that call our bodies "Home Sweet Home"...with an inviting door mat!

And we need to frequently slough them off and away with adequate daily (not weekly or less frequent) bodily and oral hygiene practices!

...so if you don't wash the feet, you may grow and collect peanut-butter-equivalent amounts of toe jam,

and if you continue to eat and not clear away residual food, you can grow what some Dentists call "Southern Butter!"...

So, be like a rolling stone...and gather no "moss" on the teeth!...

Now, on to the next person..."Hey, you, over there...yeah, you..."Moss Mouth!""

(It's about to get messy...I'll tell you what happens next time!)

May you have many...businesses would gladly trade their products for your money, immediately, if not sooner...do competing, long strands of DNA fight each other like snakes?...I did not think that I would like 72% dark chocolate, but I do!...smiles!

Thanks For My Bangin’ New Smile, Dentist, Man!…Now Girls Are Calling Me Left and Right! Part 4.

“THANK GOODNESS FOR DENTISTRY! AND FOR MY GREAT DR. DENTINA,” SAYS CHARLES ADAMS, THE PROTAGONIST OF THE BLOG SERIES BELOW, BUT ENOUGH ABOUT THAT COOL DUDE FOR NOW, BECAUSE THE HSR, WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS WHOLE BLOG SITE IN THE FIRST PLACE, IS TRYING TO FIGURE HIS WAY OUT OF A DARK AND COLD MEDIEVAL-LOOKING CASTLE, 

BY GOING ROOM TO ROOM, AND HOPING THAT HE’LL FINALLY FIND THE MAIN EXIT, BUT EACH TIME HE ENTERS ONE ROOM WHICH INVARIABLY CONTAINS AN UNEXPECTED AND MENACING MONSTER...

AND HE, SO FAR, HAS BEEN ABLE TO EXTRICATE HIMSELF AND ESCAPE OUT OF EACH ROOM, AND INTO ANOTHER ROOM, BUT THE NEXT ROOM HAS ANOTHER TYPE OF YUCKY LIVING THING, AND EACH NEW THREAT

SEEMS TO WANT TO KEEP HIM THERE AND DO UNSPEAKABLE THINGS TO HIM, SO, WE NOW FIND THE HSR TRYING TO GET AWAY FROM SOMETHING LARGE THAT SLITHERS AND DRAGS ITSELF ON THE FLOOR, BUT THE ROOM IS DARK SO HE CAN’T SEE ANYTHING, AND HE SLOWLY AND CAREFULLY, AND BLINDLY WALKS, TOUCHING THE WALL ALONG THE WAY, AND NOW, AS HE FINALLY FINDS THE DOORKNOB OF A NEW DOOR TO GET OUT OF THIS ROOM, HE FEELS A WET AND SLIMY TENTACLE,

CREEP UP HIS LEG UNDER HIS PANTS, SO HE SCREAMS LOUDLY LIKE A SAPRANO, THEN KICKS THE TENTACLE WITH HIS OTHER FOOT, BUT ANOTHER TENTACLE GRABS THAT OTHER FOOT, SO NOW HE’S IN A BIG VAT OF TROUBLE, BUT FORTUNATELY, HE HAS HIS HANDS ON THE DOOR KNOB OF THE DOOR TO THE NEXT ROOM, SO, HE TWISTS THE KNOB AND THE DOOR SWINGS OPEN, LETTING IN A LOT OF LIGHT, 

WHICH SCARES AND MAKES THE SLITHERING AND TENTACLED MONSTER AROUND HIS LEGS, QUICKLY LET GO OF THE LEGS, WHICH IS A GOOD THING, SO HSR HIGH STEPS IT OUT OF THERE INTO THE NEXT ROOM, WHICH HAS ENOUGH LIGHT TO SEEM LIKE IT’S OUTSIDE, BUT IT’S NOT, SO HE’S GLAD, AT LEAST, TO GET TENTACLE-FREE, BUT WHAT WAITS FOR HIM NOW IS A, …sir, dentist...uh...hello...and just hold your horses, and wait a second, now…you’ve got me holding my breath with heavy anticipation, and I don’t like to be scared like that, so my “I had the greatest time last night listening to the Philharmonic Orchestra play Mozart’s First Symphony in D Minor” smile, wants to get some ice water, grab a sit-down, and start fanning myself like crazy!

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“We are all safe, especially if we can live in good health tomorrow!”

My name is Charles…Charles Adams. And first off, I thank my dentist, Dr. Delyla Dentina, who stylized my new smile so magnificently, that I’m a brand new attractive me!...And now the eyes of many women perk up when they look my way…and I must admit that I do like the added attention!

I still dress rather preppy, with selections from Brooks Brothers and Sacks Fith Ave...

...and the like, but my new teeth whiteness and arrangements potentiate the vibes and looks that I give to women.

Well, anyway, this morning, I am just now stepping out of a brand new white Bentley,

which belongs to a beautiful business women who is dropping me off to work.

I just safely helped a family member of hers, who desparately needed help in crossing the street.

Dr. Lovelow, as she drops me off in her white luxury car, says she’ll be out of the country for two weeks, says, “Charles, I’d love to use some of your predictive analytic services that you provide, you handsome man!”

I know Dr. Stacy Lovelow has to be a millionaire! She didn’t tell me what she does for a living, but she did give me her card, and instead of looking at it now, I just slip it into my suit pocket, and say, “So nice to have met you today…and have a safe trip, Dr. Stacy!”

And she quickly returns, “Please…call me Ci Ci!

As I gently close her hermetic car door, she winks and gives me one of her saucy smiles!...

And I give her a wink and a smile back!

So, as I turn around and head for the front door of the tall glass building, I see me and my smile in the reflecting windows, and give props to my dentist again.

Inside, I pass three ladies at the sign-in desk...

One of them says, “Hi there, Mr. Adams! Have a nice day!” and the other two give flirting, girlish giggles.

I reply back, “Good morning, ladies…and thank you!”

After walking to the elevator button, and pressing it, I start to think about the businesses that I’ll be working with today.

The elevator doors open up, and while I step in, the smiling elevator attendant asks...

 ...which floor I need, and I say "The 50th, please!"

As I ride up, I take out Ci Ci’s business card and look at it.

It reads, “Unlimited Assests Management, Where For A Fee, You Don’t Lose A Dime,” President and CEO Stacy Lovelow, Doctorate in Finance, Monaco, France.”

I think, “Whoa! She’s definitely in rarefied business air!”

As I leave the elevator, the attendant says, "One day you tell me the name of your dentist, okay!"

I reply, "Sure, she makes the world a smilier place!"

And wouldn't you know it, as soon as the door opens, and I exit the elevator and round the corner, I almost bump into Reebee, a hot co-worker that has her eyes on me, or maybe it's just my smile...but any way... she says, "Oh, excuse me Mr. Adams, ha, we almost bumped!...I know you have insurance!," with a big smile.

"Aww, Reebee, you know you're the best! Good Morning! I have to make a couple of calls, but I'll get back to you!" I respond...

"Promises, promises, Mr Adams!" she lets out.

So, I get to my desk, and hang my coat up, then sit down in my comfortable and ergonomic executive chair, and get busy.

But before I could make it to my second client call, our group secretary alerts me that I am to report to the V.P. of Predictive Analytics Research, pronto.

I go up to the 65th floor, and I check in with the secretary there, who greets me, "Good Morning, Mr. Adams"...

...then I sit down in the reception room....and the receptionist, I notice, takes a couple of glances my way and asks me, "Do you know a dentist by the name Dr. Dentina? Because, I notice that you have the "Starlights Smile Teeth Curvatures!" "Well, yes, I do!," I continue, "And I see that you opted for her "In Motion Smile Package." I could recognize it on you right away!" The executive assistant, confesses, "Dr. Dentina has shown me how the architecture of the teeth creates and synergizes with  the energy, impact, and the emotions of the viewer. Oh, Mr Adams...I wanted to ask you..." And just at that moment, a discreet buzzer lights the secretary's phone, and she says, "Mr. Adams, let's talk more later...and nice speaking with you! Dr. Lola is able to see you now. Please, through the double doors."

"Thank you very much! Your smile's a winner, young lady," I exclaim to her, as I get up out of my chair and head to the richly appointed oak doors. The floors are shiny marble, straight from Italy, I can tell. And the view from 15 floors higher makes a big difference.

I walk to the V. P.'s entrance, and slightly pull on one of the doors, but both of the heavy paneled doors open together with the greatest of ease.

"Wow!,"  I exclaim to myself, "is this place laid out or what!" as I walk into the office...

"You, hoo, Mr. Adams!...I'm on this side! Hi there...I'm Dr. Lola, V. P."...

I respond back, "Hi there, I remember you...I met you a couple of months ago!"

"Good!" she says and adds, "I have noticed your newly inserted algorithms, and how they seem to  better predict clients'  actual sales numbers by almost 400%...I want to thank you for your progress, and the Board of Directors has noticed this too!...they tripled your pay scale, too!...I need you to work directly with me...if you don't mind...so that we can continue to pleasantly surprise our existing clients, and to widen our roster of multinationals!"

"Your new office is now being moved to this floor right next to mine, just in case I need your input, quickly..."

"Why thank you, Dr. Lola! All of these good things are happening so very fast!" I admit.

"Oh, please, call me Geena. I'd say that things are coming along quite well, too, Mr. Adams. How about we talk about it over lunch...at Rodolpho's!"

"You mean the Wing Plaza restaurant on the 80th floor that rotates?," I inquire wide-eyed.

"You bet! Why don't you go check out your new office and get comfy. I'll see you at lunch with another V.P. in a bit," Dr. Geena Lola assures me and gives me a sweet, sparkling smile that goes well with her sparkling eyes!

"Let's eat together at lunch then," I smile back!...






TO BE CONTINUED...

May you have many…I like hearing good music through my headphones to hear every instrument!...ripe, juicy fruits are God's continuous gift to us...have you ever wanted to be caught speechless!… smiles!

Make Your Teeth Their Cleanest!...Right Before Bedtime Fun!

THE JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL-AGED HSR IS HAVING SO MUCH FANTASTIC FUN AT A TWO-WEEK SUMMER CAMP THAT HE IS JUST BESIDE HIMSELF ALL DAY,  ESPECIALLY WITH MEETING NEW AND NICE KIDS FROM ALL OVER, AND ALSO WITH SWIMMING AND PLAYING SILLY GAMES IN THE COOL POOL ON THE HOT AFTERNOON, WITH THE FUNNY, AND NEVER-RUN-OUT-OF-JOKES LIFE GUARD NAMED RIO ASCALANZAZONABONAVICH (THAT'S HIS REAL NAME!...OR SO HE SAYS!)

AND HSR ALSO PRACTICES ARCHERY, PRETENDING THAT HE IS "THE ARROW"...AND HE ALSO LEARNS HOW TO BREATHE AND RELAX...AND HSR ACTUALLY HITS A BULLSEYE A COUPLE OF TIMES!...

OH, AND HSR JUST LOVES SINGING SONGS AT THE NIGHTLY CAMPFIRE PROGRAM, AND LAUGHING AT THE FUNNY SKITS, AND GETTING FRIGHTENED AT THE SCARY STORIES...

BUT ONE DAY, WHILE HSR AND HIS CABIN MATES ARE TREKKING THROUGH THE WOODS, THEY COME ACROSS A MEAN AND HUNGRY-LOOKING FOX,

AND HSR REMEMBERS TO NOT ACT SCARY AND HE ACTUALLY RUNS SHOUTING TOWARD THE FOX WHILE WAVING HIS ARMS, AND GUESS WHAT?...THE FOX ACTUALLY TURNS AROUND AND RUNS AWAY!...BUT NOT BECAUSE OF WHAT HSR DID...THE FOX REALLY RAN AWAY BECAUSE A BIG BEAR IS COMING RIGHT BEHIND HSR, 

AND HSR DOESN'T EVEN KNOW IT!...BUT HE HEARS SOME TWIGS BREAK AS THE BEAR GETS CLOSER!...AND HSR TURNS AROUND AND SEES IT, AND DOES THE SAME THING TO THE BEAR...HE WAVES HIS ARMS, SHOUTS AND RUNS TOWARD THE BEAR, AND BELIEVE IT OR NOT, THE BEAR ITSELF TURNS AROUND AND  HIGHTAILS IT OUT OF  THERE, PRONTO, WHICH MAKES HSR FEEL A LITTLE MORE BOLDER NOW, BUT ONCE AGAIN...IT WASN'T HSR'S ACTION AND MENACING LOOKS THAT SCARED AWAY THE BEAR...IT WAS A GIGANTIC MOOSE QUICKLY APPROACHING FROM BEHIND HSR...

NOW THIS TIME, HSR AND HIS FRIENDS KNOW THAT SHOUTING AND WAVING ARMS WILL ONLY GO SO FAR...SO THEY RUN...WAVING THEIR ARMS...FOR THEIR DEAR LIVES, AND GO BETWEEN SOME TIGHT SPACES THAT THE MOOSE CAN'T GET THROUGH...AND THEY RUN ALL THE WAY BEACK TO CAMP...AND THE COUNSELORS SEE THEM AND SAY, "HEY, YOU GUYS TIRED OF LOLLIGAGGING AND FOOLING AROUND IN THE WOODS? WELL, COME ON IN AND LET'S EAT LUNCH!

OH BOY, DOES  HSR HAVE SOME STORIES TO TELL TONIGHT AT THE CAMPFIRE, AND IT'S ONLY DAY TWO!...oh, mister blogger...now you're playin' dirty...I went to summer camp and had lots of fun, but I never saw a bear or a moose, less lone run back to camp, and my nostalgic and "my camp counselor told me that if I look under the right rock I will find a real gold coin from a miner who dropped it long ago" smile, dreams of summer camp every time I walk around a bunch of tall and really green trees!
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"The goings on of tomorrow may be a mystery, as it should be, but I'll still try my best!"









My oh my...

That is a convincing yawn...

I'm getting a little sleepy, too, and I think that it's time for all in our time zone to...hit the sack!

...ahh, yes, but before we do, let's engage in the time-honored tradition of cleansing our dental bones for prosperity, posterity, and otherwise great and continued use of our white-colored gnashers and smashers!

Now, as you do your nighttime preparation, I am not going to shout and sound like a no-nonsense drill sergeant (despite its effectiveness!)...

...no, that would be too harsh for right now...you know...we want positive reinforcement...

...instead, I will lovingly remind and support all of your efforts to safely and adequately deplaque, as if I were a cheerleader...

So, let's get this dental hygiene party started...with...

...safe and thorough flossing...

...and now, with all of that interdental scum removed from between the teeth, let's brush well...

...removing all of the other left-behind-from-today's-eating food particles in the mouth, and on the tongue and cheeks, for a global clean, which is quickly achievable with the "Love ToothBrush," and make all of that mouth junk disappear far, far away!...

Now, after spitting out the remaining agitated slurry of toothpaste and old food, and who knows what else, instead of rinsing out with water, rinse out for a bunch of seconds with your favorite protective mouth rinse...

...and now, a  residual, thin, and protective film is steadily remineralizing any surface enamel calling out for restrengthening!...

And now it's bedtime...and you know what that means...however...it's different strokes...for different folk!...


A fun and soft pillow fight may be in order...

...or counting sheep...

Not to be ignored is reading a good book...

...or snuggling up with a warm and fuzzy friend...

...while significant others may want to share their deepest and juiciest secrets!...

...but what ever you do, fun (hopefully) or otherwise...catch those beauty-and-body-needed zees, okay!...

The take away for today...a freshly-flossed-and-brushed dentition, which has a newly-minimized microbiological burden, and which can lessen the potential occurrence of a body-energy-using and complex-cascading inflammatory response, may arguably bring about optimal immunophysiological conditions that promote a better quality of sleep!





May you have many...how long have you been doing what you want to do?...ice-cold water on a hot, searing day? I'd like to feel it again!...that's it: get ready in the morning, go out, and have a nice day!...smiles!