Joke for the Chemistry Lovers

Hydrogen and Oxygen are sitting at a bar.
Suddenly when Gold walks in, Hydrogen yells, "A U get out!

Think People, Think!

More and more, I realize that people just blindly follow what they are told. I've had multiple conversations where people define morality or ethics based on what is legal and what is not. Why let others tell you what is moral or right? Laws are made by a bunch of people, usually lawyers, who just want to talk and enforce their opinions on others. Anyway....

Well, the other day I heard another person yet say again, "She had plastic surgery. I guess she didn't like herself enough."

Who says that people with plastic surgery don't like themselves? They might loves themselves so much that they want to look even better. The funny thing is that these same people who shun plastic surgery will think braces are a totally normal thing to do. Why? Because society says so. They aren't going to a plastic surgeon, they are going to an orthodontist. Here are these people imprisoning their teeth in wire cages while slowly torturing themselves for YEARS to have straight teeth and that perfect smile. Unless you are starving to death because your teeth are soo messed up that you can't chew or your teeth are rotting out your head, it is cosmetic. I'd rather be knocked out for an hour or two and come out with a cute nose then actually bending bones and going on a liquid diet because my teeth hurt too much I can't chew.

(FYI: I've never had either.)

Games Depicting Life

So I've started playing too many MSN games. One game I played is "Diner Dash."

For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about: The same company came up with multiple games with basically the same concept. People come in and they have some order. They don't like being in line too long and want to be served promptly. The faster you serve them, the more hearts appear above their heads. The less satisfied the customers are, the more hearts start disappearing till if all the hearts disappear, they storm out of your business establishment. To increase patience, you can buy magazines or give drinks, etc. Usually customers enter with 3 hearts and you can get a maximum of 6 hearts.

I was at a bank the other day and was reminded of these games. As soon as I walked through the door I saw that there were at least 10 people in front of me. (Lose One Heart) Of course I saw 6 employees running around, but only 3 were helping the customers in line. (Lost Another Heart) Amused myself with this analogy. (Gain One Heart). I see that they have TV's with news (Delay Loss of Heart). The line doesn't move. (Lose Another Heart). I feel like storming out, but what can I do? I need to deposit money. That's where life starts being life I guess. Still, I couldn't help but think that it would have been nice for them to coax me with a latte.

Soft Hands, The Next Accent Point

So people that know me know that I'm all about the "accent point." In fashion, it is the one piece of clothing, accessory, etc, that pops out and adds that extra something to the outfit.

Well, I've decided that soft hands are a great accent point. I end up touching a lot of hands in one day. Sometimes the most grungy, dirty looking manly-man has the softest hands. When I meet someone like that the person automatically starts looking better for whatever reason.

Maybe it is only me and other people like rough hands, but I'd like to add "soft hands" to the list of important accessories of watches and shoes. So lotion on people, lotion on!

Mermaid Not So Clean?

A: "You know? I would never want to be a mermaid. They have to live in their poop like fish. Gross."

(why do you think the mermaids want to go up where they walk, up where they run, up where they can get away from their "stuff"~~~~)