Wednesday, April 25, 2007

The Fifth Dentist

In an email to some folks today, I inadvertently found myself reciting from memory the back of the Crest toothpaste tube: "Crest has been shown to be an effective decay-preventive dentifrice when used in a conscientiously applied program of oral hygiene and regular professional care." (Don't ask me how I wove that little gem in.)

An extroverted child with no siblings to torment, I used to stand in front of the mirror and practice this speech, as if I were in a Crest commercial, and as if the people paying good money for prime-time advertising would think that was a good use of the precious seconds they'd bought. I imagined that this ability to recite something completely inane from memory, while smiling, would lead eventually to a career as a news anchor. Alack, here I am without such a career; no recollection of the concept of stoichiometrics, or the formula for calculating the area under a curve, but the memory of these exceedingly meaningless words persists.

As I typed this stupid sentence into an email today, it occurred to me: what happened to that fifth dentist?? Four out of five dentists surveyed indicated that Crest has been shown to be an effective... yada yada, but what did that fifth guy say? Was he unhappy with his modest stipend, paid to him in return for brushing his teeth once or twice with the concoction? What was the nature of this survey, anyway? How were the survey results aggregated? Were just five dentists surveyed? Was the sample statistically significant?

These are the questions that plague my mind now, ones that remind me that I'm grown up.

Monday, April 23, 2007

Crystal Light

So I'm down 20 pounds now, which is a good thing. A long way to go, and I thought the shrimp lo mein would do me in, but here I am, pants hanging low around my waist, time to get some new clothes.

I ascribe a great deal of my dieting success to Crystal Light, sweet elixir of the goddesses who graced '80s nighttime soaps. Why this and not Tab, if I'm going for a 20-years-old dieting trend, you ask? Well, the pesky carbonation, if you must know, can have a bloating effect. I like to keep it lean and mean, no bubbles in my way. Just that sweet powder, the OTHER one from that era, that takes your breath away should you inadvertently inhale it while mixing in a large Rubbermaid pitcher with splash-free spout.

Rebecca clued me in to a real find: the 7-11 on JFK street in Harvard Square, where if you can get past the guy asking for change on the corner holds the holy grail of diet drinks: the Crystal Light slurpee. O yes, it can be yours for a mere dollar-ninety-eight: the raspberry lemonade quiescently frozen little dollop of heaven. I've contemplated making the trip to Hvd Sq just to get one of these, people. Hasn't happened yet, but I won't rule it out.

My dedication to organic products and my new obsession with quinoa notwithstanding, when push comes to shove, it's Crystal that gets me through. That old girl.

Hills and Bills

I studiously avoid the political, in this blog and in life. But I kind of forgot these two were married...?!

Sunday, April 15, 2007

This just in from Cute Overload:


I tried this with my cat and ... it didn't work out.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

On Despicable Behavior; Or, What Is Wrong with People?

Two items, to wit:
1. This gem from radio host Don Imus... How does one come back from this kind of commentary? Can contrition be sincere when it's directed by a publicity team? Other recent examples include the Michael Richards onstage heckler freakout and the bigoted remarks by an actor on the set of a TV show. These people met with members of the community they offended. Was all made better? Was anything made better?

2. Photographer and playa-apparent Larry Birkhead, newly announced as the father of Anna Nicole Smith's baby, raising his arms at the requisite press conference as if the champion of, what? Parenthood out of wedlock? Sycophantic attachment to fame?

Slaps on the wrist and a meeting with Al Sharpton don't make our world a better place. Hit these people where it really hurts - in the wallet. They should slink into obscurity, which to them is the real anathema.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Amusing Real-Estate Phrases

"Well treed"
"Newer roof" (newer than the old one?)
"Fully applianced"

Monday, April 02, 2007

Things I'd Pay Good Money For

1. A stretching area at the gym
2. Underwear that fit well, but don't look gigantic
3. Reserved seats at the movies
4. Constant, unsolicited reassurance