My Poor Mouth

Let me tell you something.  If you ever get half your mouth numbed, you're doomed.  Seriously, today I went to the periodontist.  They did a special cleaning of my teeth.  When a dentist or doctor uses the word "special", it usually means you're going to be in pain.  Now I have to say that my hygienist, Lisa, was wonderful.  She put me at ease.  I even gave her a hug after the procedure.  However, the pain has decided to make its way into my body.

Now what they did was clean the underside of my gums.  I have a terrible, hereditary gum disease that caused some bone loss in my mouth.  So they have to do special cleaning to get all the stuff out.  I hate medical people, so this was torture just for me to go.  After all the Novocaine, scraping, and scratching, I got to leave.  They gave me a prescription for pain killers and antibiotics.  I don't know what to say about the pain killers.  They say be careful when operating a car or dangerous machinery.  And I'm about to drive my roommate to the store to get toilet paper.  We can throw the toilet paper in front of me if we crash.

Medical places scare me to death.  I have never been a fan of going to doctors, dentists, school nurses, and the like.  It took a lot for me to come to the decision to even go to the dentist.  I'm proud of myself for doing this.  I kind of wanted to run completely out of the building at the first sight of the needle.  However I stuck with it, and I'm proud of myself.

Look, we all have anxieties and fears.  It's not wrong to have a bit of a nervousness about things that are unknown.  It makes no sense to avoid things.  You should go full bore.  Don't let simple fears and complications ruin things for you.  It's not just trips to the dentist.  It's life in general.  Don't let life pass you by because something may scare you.

Hectic Hump Day

It's that time of the week.  The day I share my crazy thoughts.

1.  After watching Celebrity Apprentice, I have to say that Clay Aiken and Arsenio Hall are two of the nicest people on this planet.  Watching their love and passion for their charities is amazing.  Clay actually used to be a special education teacher, so his charity was the National Inclusion Project to allow kids with disabilities the same opportunities as their peers.  Arsenio's charity was the Magic Johnson Foundation that funds research and care for those with HIV and AIDS.  Two great charities of two great guys, I wish Hollywood had this kind of care for their fellow man.

2.  Tomorrow, I have to go to the dentist for a special type of cleaning.  I think they said something about having to numb my mouth and eventually needing pain pills.  I don't do well with medicines.  Dimetapp gives me the shakes.

3.  This weekend, I'm hitting the ATL for a baseball game and a nice time with friends.  Kind of excited.  If you're nearby, hit me up.  I'll give you a shout out on the blog maybe.

4.  I don't think I have an interest in America's Got Talent without Piers Morgan.  If any of you have watched it, please tell me how it is.  I'm mostly worried that Howie Mandel will ultimately get his way and have midgets in turbans winning the show.  Not that there's anything wrong with midgets...or turbans.

5.  I still haven't seen The Avengers or any other movie made in the last 10 years besides The Hunger Games or The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo...anyone want to come see one with me?  Did I just ask people to hang out through a blog?  I'm such a dork.

6.  Every morning, without fail, ants crawl all over the back area of my house, the sidewalk outside my house, and my neighbor's front step.  My neighbor says it's because the ants think there's an earthquake coming.  The ants are gone by the afternoon, but they show up every morning.  They're more reliable than the mailman.

7.  I don't know what my crazy old roommates did to upset the local authorities, but they're looking hard for her.  I had to send back mail for her from authorities.  I've had to tell the police, Eddie has too, that they don't live here anymore.  If you're reading this, which I doubt, please turn yourself in.

8.  I don't know how my roommate can watch American Idol with a straight face...that show is awful.  That goes for anyone else that watches that show.  Like I said 100 times, if you can't see that talent in Jennifer Hudson, you really don't know talent.  My roommate says she got eliminated because of a power outage in her hometown that knocked out phone lines.  HA, the rest of America should have seen her talent enough to more than overcompensate for that power outage.

9.  Thank you all for your support.  I appreciate what this blog has become because of your love and support.  Thanks.

Turn Back Tuesdays

I'm trying something.  Some of you haven't been able to read all my blogs.  I figured I'd start sharing my blogs from the beginning.  So every Tuesday, I'm going to share my very first blog entry.  I'll just give you the link and you can go back to it.  Some people have taken the freedom of going back on their own.  For those without initiative, here you go.

Click here for your history lesson.

I think my favorite part about that entry is that you get a glimpse into my personality.  You also get the inspiration for why I titled this blog what I titled it.

This blog would be nothing without you readers.  I can't possibly thank you all enough for your support.  I always get kind words, constructive criticisms, and undying support.  Thank you so much.

Moving On

So I was listening to Michael Baisden today in the car.  Apparently, he's starting a new segment on his show about people having the courage to move on from terrible situations.  He's calling it Moving On Mondays.  It seems like a great concept.  Basically, there are people that are in bad dating relationships, that know they're in bad dating relationships who refuse to leave those relationships.

You know, I get a little frustrated with people in relationships who know they're not in the right relationship.  Men who are lying, cheating, and abusive constantly get thousands of chances with the same person.  Women who are nothing but gold digging, selfish, chumps constantly keep good hearted men walking on eggshells.  It's absolutely terrible to see.

Look, if you're in a terrible relationship, feel free to leave.  If your woman is selfish and self-serving, get out.  Don't waste your effort on her.  Don't waste your love on her.  If she's not willing to give back, don't give in.  Ladies, if you have a jerk for a boyfriend, get out.  If your man doesn't appreciate all you do for him, get out.  If he abuses you with words, or God forbid his hands, definitely get out.

I try to figure out why people stay in toxic relationships.  I wonder if it's the belief that the guilty party will eventually change.  Maybe they're more interested in status than self respect.  I think it's just people don't know how to love themselves.  Not in a self-absorbed way.  Just in an "I won't allow people to run all over me because no one has that right" sort of way.

I think the main thing is that a lot of people don't have God in their lives, or at the very least, don't think God is enough in their lives.  It seems like God is an afterthought.  It shouldn't be that way.  God being in your life should be enough to satisfy.  If God is enough to satisfy, then you'll know God is telling you that that person in your life is no good.  You know that God is telling you that that person doesn't love you like they should love you.  A person with God in their life knows for certain what they have.  They know that they are either in the right relationship or need to escape.  I know that some of you aren't Christian like I am, however I still think God has a bit of a say so in your life, whether you believe it's Him or not.  Some people call it conscience, some call it common sense.  Point being, there are certain signs that tell you exactly how crappy your relationship is.  I just hope that one of those signs is a good friend.  If not, at least this blog will get you thinking.

You can thank me later.

I'm Sick of Twitter

If there is one thing I hate more than anything, it's Twitter.  It seems like everything is based around Twitter nowadays.  Basically, it's some way to share whatever is on your mind, or on your dinner plate, in 140 characters or less.  Wait, what?  How can anyone say anything of significance and importance in 140 characters or less?

Allow me to quote Gin Rummy from The Boondocks, "Nothing typed by someone's thumbs has ever been important."

Now I'm all about texting because it's easier than calling people.  However when news outlets are quoting Twitter for their breaking news, it's time to rethink journalism.  People are getting into fist fights over things said on Twitter.  It's really a shame.  If some contest is happening that involves me having to send a "tweet" to enter it, no thanks.  I don't care if my odds of winning are astronomically in my favor, I shall not use Twitter.  I don't care how popular and famous someone is, if I want to know what happened to them, I'll go to the only source I can count on...National Enquirer.

Twitter became famous when Erykah Badu used it to update fans on the birth of her child.  I hate that woman because she wrote that song "Tyrone."  Do you know how obnoxious it is for me to hear, "Hey, have you ever heard that song, 'You betta call, Ty..."  I cut them off and tell them never sing that song in my presence.  So she got the Twitter craze going, and ruined music for me.

Thanks Erykah.  Appreciate it.

Music Friday

I knew what song I wanted to play, but I also knew what I wanted to talk about.  Neither matched the other, so I had to compromise.  I didn't want to be all cliche and post about Donna Summer because, truth be told, I'm not particularly familiar with all her songs.  I could have went alternative and give props to Chuck Brown, who also passed away this week, but I'm even less familiar with his work.  However I knew what I wanted to vent about, but wasn't sure how to incorporate a song with my subject.  However it just occurred at about 9:37pm what song I should play.  Thank goodness for one of my mancrushes having one of my favorite songs in his playlist.  Yes, Justin Timberlake is a mancrush, don't judge.

So, why this song?  No, I'm not a jilted lover who was cheated on.  I'd do a heck of a lot more than post a video and blog about it.  This song is about someone who made some choices in life and then decided to whine about them.

Lately, I've noticed that there has been a lot of whining and complaining about things going on.  So many people just gripe and complain about how they're being wronged or how things aren't going their way all the time.  It's really annoying, truth be told.  You know, if you're in a situation you're not liking, how about changing your situation.  If you aren't able to change your situation, don't complain about it.  It's like people don't understand what happens in life.  Life gives you some pretty tough hands.  It's your job to read your cards and play them accordingly.  It's not to throw your cards on the table and pout about them.  It's also not good to be defiant of the rules of your game just to show those cards who's boss.  That makes you pretty immature.  I've seen adults just completely forget how to be adults.  Adults take what they're given and suck it up.  Stop crying a river.  If you're going to cry a river, build a bridge and get over it.  Or at the very least, build a boat and ride that sucker over the waterfall.  We don't need your whining here.

The Little Things

Today, I got to go with our class to the Mill Mountain Zoo.  Now I have to admit that everytime I go, the place seems smaller and smaller.  It's not the largest zoo in the world.  It's probably not the largest zoo in the state.   They'd have to put mirrors on each end of the zoo to make the place look bigger.  And there weren't the typical zoo animals there either.  No elephants, lions, or giraffes there at all.  It could be a disappointment if you're all about tons of animals in your zoos.  But it isn't really about that.  Sometimes simplicity is all you need to enjoy life.

I've always been a kind of no frills person.  I always wonder why people need to have an overabundance.  I always wonder why people complain when things aren't exactly perfect.  Nothing is perfect.  I've dealt with people who want everything to go their way and are miserable when it doesn't happen.  In fact, I can name countless times when people have complained and moaned about their situations, yet haven't once tried to improve it by doing less.  I think people should be happy with what they have compared to people who are truly suffering.

I think simplicity isn't necessarily living poor.  It just means being smart with what you have.  You can have an abundance of money in your pocket and make very little on the payscale.  It's really all about being able to keep it within your means.  The zoo reminded me today about what simplicity is.  Sometimes you can have the most fun on the smallest of budgets.  You just have to find people who value fun over the price of fun.