If it were not for the aesthetic stream of the orthodontic sciences I would fall much higher on society’s hierarchy of beauty. A set of naturally straight teeth (well, mostly straight) is one of the very few advantages I have in the arena of attractiveness. Or, it would have been if metal, porcelain and pliers could not now be used to fashion a pretty smile out of even the most poorly arranged mouths. What a cheat! Continue reading
What a horror it is to discover that something in your fridge or fruit bowl has, due to your own neglect, been left to spoil. More often than I like, I see my fellow grocery shoppers recklessly buying more fresh produce than they could hope to contend with in the short time they have before it will go bad. It’s a maddening scene. Someone needs to stop these people. I would make it my business to do so, if I didn’t have to hurry home to set about consuming my own purchases in a fervent race against time. To fail in this is to be met with all kinds of unpleasant disruptions: confusing colours, noxious smells and mushy sensations are just a backdrop to the shame and guilt.