A to Z Tag

Holy Crap is this A to Z Challenge a lot of work.  One of the things you have to do (or should be doing Nobody's making me do anything but me) is visit the blogs of other people who have joined THE CHALLENGE (that is how I see it now THE CHALLENGE, in caps),  so you can meet new bloggers and such.  I have seen on a couple of blogs the TAG (The Answer Game) challenge...thingy at Pearson Report. Not exactly sure how to describe it.  Questionnaire?  Shake down?  Anyhoo-four easy questions, four easy answers:

Are you signed up for the A to Z Challenge?
Would I be here if I wasn't?

What is your sign-up number?
1023

Are you ready?  If yes...explain yourself.
No, no, no! Quit asking!

If you're not ready...what's your excuse?
I don't have to explain myself to you. 
Also--lazy.

The Blogging from A to Z April Challenge

I have decided to take the plunge and sign up for The Blogging from A to Z April Challenge.  If you'll take a look to your right you will see a zebra.  Click on him he will take you to the challenge web page. I discovered this back in December and it took me 3 months to get up the nerve to try. 

Click on the zebra for details, but in a nutshell The Blogging from A to Z April Challenge is a challenge that challenges you to blog alphabetically nearly every day in April.  On the first day in April you write about something that starts with the letter A.  The second day is B and so on.  You skip Sundays, except this year because of the way the calendar is laid out the first post will be on a Sunday. 

The Challenge is also a way to meet other bloggers and hopefully increase traffic.  I'm crap at self promotion and only have like 30 Facebook friends to pester into visiting me here.  My 2 followers over there on the right?  My brother and his best friend.  My own mother doesn't even follow me (though in her defense I don't think she knows how to "follow" a blog).  Did you know there's such a thing as referral spam?  That's where most of my "page views" come from.    Having a large readership is not really a goal for me.  In fact, if I suddenly had a hundred people visiting every day I would probably start freaking out under the pressure to deliver.

This is mostly a challenge to myself.  I want to write more, but I get lazy or can't come up with or flesh out ideas.  Maybe this will be the push I need to focus a bit more.
To say the least this is not going to be easy for me.  I have posted 4 times in the last 3 months.  Trying to write something new every day for a month is going to be...interesting.  So please stop on by starting April 1st to witness my triumph.  Or defeat.  One of these things will happen.

An Odd Number of Teeth

I have 23 teeth.  Yes that's an odd number, but I have a good explanation.  I always like to point out that the 24th tooth is not missing due to decay.  God forbid that anyone think I suffer from the gum disease GINGIVITIS.  The reason for this is I represent the next step in human evolution, or so I tell myself.  Better that than being some sort of mutant freak.

The point I'm getting at here is that I lack wisdom teeth and my 12 year molars.  Plus number 24 was a baby tooth that didn't have an adult tooth to replace it.  These teeth never existed in my head.

They* say wisdom teeth evolved as replacements for teeth that may have been lost during a person's lifetime, or back when we needed more teeth to chew tougher food.  Whatever the reason, God or Evolution, or perhaps Godvolution decided we don't need them anymore; our jaws shrank and there's no room for all those extra teeth in many people's mouths.  Which is why Godvolution invented wisdom tooth extractions.

Back to my point of being the future of humanity: I was musing on this recently and thought, "Hey, I'm just like the X-men! "  Wait, don't leave.  I'm getting ready to explain myself.

So the X-men are the next step, right?  They have special powers as part of human evolution.  Humans place fewer demands on their teeth in this age of cooked food, tools and Jello, so we don't need as many.  Evolution grants us fewer teeth.  Ergo-my 23 teeth put me in the same league as Wolverine.

I dare you to poke holes in my logic.**

*Some scientists I have a vague memory of reading about.
**Don't you dare try to poke holes in my logic.

The one where I went way off topic

Today is my birthday.  I am 35 years old.  I am old.


Now you may say, "35?  You're still so young!" Especially if you happen to be my mother.


But hear me out here.


I was flipping through the channels the other day and came across MTV.  It was playing those whatcha-ma-call-its.  Those things that MTV used to play all the time but stopped playing sometime in the late ninties in favor of Teen Moms celebrating their Super Sweet 16s while dealing with the Real World/Road Rules on the Jersey Shore.  You know, the things.  The videos, set to music.  Gah! What were those things called?!


Oh yeah Music Videos.


Anyhoo, I stopped to see what was going on and after about 15 minutes realized I didn't know who any of these people on my tv were.   And I didn't want to know who they were.


And...scene.

Keyboard Cat in Hell

Cats playing musical instruments.  Aww.  More like the shrieks of terror and despair of the damned.

The soulless gaze of the cat.  The sullen thumping of the mouse-thing's drum.  The droning of the old man's off-rhythm voice.  Hell exists and this is playing over the sound system 24/7.