Put your game face on...

Has smiling ever interfered with having a conversation with someone? "Experts" might be able to convince you that smiling improves relationships and self-esteem or some load-a-shit like that, which I'm actually not disputing, I just thought "load-a-shit" would fit very nicely there...anyway, have you ever tried making eye contact with someone while smiling? Ever notice how freaked out they get when they think you're listening to what they're saying, but notice that you've got your head slightly tilted and are SMIRKING? Seriously. What is going through our head when we realize that THEY realize what we're doing? NOTHING. We're just smiling. I'll bet that there's SOME tendon up in there somewhere, that's tugging on a string to turn our brain off when we smile. Or maybe just a part of it. Kind of like a mini-lobotomy. As if.And who the hell says that we only use 10% of our brain? Well, besides a lot of people? Anyway, if these scientists have gone through the trouble of identifying different parts of our brain that we use at different times, isn't it only logical (quick, what part of my brain am i using now?) that we use MORE than 10% of our brains, it's just not all being used at the same time? Doncha' think that conditions in a human body are less likely to thrive if they're never identified? Sometimes I imagine that I have some nasty little virus worming round the gut (D. Edgar), but because I don't know about it, it doesn't conversely affect me. Wow. This is a KILLER track. Being amazed is pretty much at the top of my to do list everyday. Only thing is, amazement is not something you can really look for. Hell, sometimes it's even difficult to recognize (ya' gots ta' reck-a-nize). Wow. Nice segue into Joni Mitchell's "Both Sides Now". I don't know what to do (sound familiar?). Wait. I think I can. I think I can. I think I can. Choo choo. Let's talk about BMX XXX. I've been duped (it happens a lot). I'm glad I bought it used. I'm not really proud of the fact that I had to use the cheat codes to come to this conclusion, but all things considered, I'm glad I did. Just think of how terrible it would have been to spend three weeks (or more) callusing my thumb, only to find out that there's absolutely NO nudity. Boy. I might've gone apeshit. And I hate it when that happens. I want a t-shirt that reads "If you can read this, my shirt is still on". I fell like deleting all of this and replacing it with "Today is yesterday's tomorrow" (M. Groening) or something like that. But what the fuck.