Seriously, right? Whatever happened to the Lilith Fair? And why doesn’t anyone seem to care? Are we saying more about the music or the listeners, if we’re saying anything at all, and if so, what? I couldn’t say for sure.
I was reading Jim Gaudet’s post Ani Difranco, I Am Drunk Leave Me Alone and it got me wondering where are the new female vocalists, which lead me down a wondering road of vague ideas to a Lilith Fair of performing females from the late nineties. Not that I ever cared about the concert event itself, but I was a fan to many of the performers (of which, I believe, one Ani Difranco was not).
Now I find myself, many years later, trying to identify the new women of yesteryear who can write, perform, and sing without the help of a computerized sound, but I’m left with nothing. Is it that they exist and I’m too far removed to know what’s happening on the scene, or have the true songstresses truly been replaced?
Teeth. Mammalian teeth. My teeth. Don’t make any sense. Given the advanced state of technology, where I can have face-to-face conversations with folks thousands of miles around the world with a couple clicks on my mouse and such, why are we (humans) still required to be so involved in the upkeep of our teeth? Or is it that food hasn’t devolved to a point where we can benefit from it without actually having to interact with it?
Seriously, though, I don’t mind brushing my teeth, flossing, and rinsing with that blue crap that burns, but I don’t understand why we have so many tiny nooks, crannies, and crevices (redundant) that are more than a hassle to maintain. By comparison, staying physically fit is a walk in the park…literally.
Saliva, on the other hand, is very cool, and seemingly far more advanced. But probably still a little behind the curve only because we’re advancing tooth-decay products faster than we can reproduce. (Hardly the point.)
I want to see, in the next couple hundred years, a smooth set of continuous teeth (upper and lower), really a top tooth and a bottom tooth — narrow near the front and wider at the back, just like we have now — without all the gaps and such. This is more important than going without the little toe, so let’s make it happen. People everywhere will be the happier for it, eventually.
I was riding an elevator in a government building when a red light began flashing just above a message that read “if this light is flashing, help is on the way.” Oh really?
It’s funny for obvious reasons, but the worrisome part (at the time) was that it just seemed to be flashing for no reason, or at least not because of anything I had done. I definitely did not call for help. I thought for sure I’d be spending the next couple hours trying to figure out how long I could entertain myself while stuck in an elevator. Nothing so exciting took place. The elevator did its part and released me to my desired floor.
