I’ve got so many posts lined up, but work keeps me busy these days. Speaking of work – so I’m sitting here, working, and all of a sudden I smell one of the worst smells I’ve ever encountered. It smelled like the most intense burning you can imagine. Burning mixed with dirt. It gave me an intense headache, which, I’m sorry to report (sorry to myself, mostly), is probably here to stay for the rest of the day. It’s 10am. Suffice it to say I’m in for a long day. Speaking of long days, let’s talk about cat tails.
- I found this answer on WikiAnswers. It’s not what I’m looking for, but I absolutely hate it and think it’s such a dumb answer: “[cats have tails] because they are so soft and snuggly that they love to rub it around the things they love, like their human pets.”
Give me a break. Even though it has to do with
cats being cute, I can’t even stomach it. Furthermore, it doesn’t make any sense. Is it just the wording? When’s the last time a cat rubbed its tail on things it loved, anyway? I like to think I’m somewhat of an expert when it comes to cats and I can’t even picture what this person is trying to say.
- Tails are composed of vertebrae, muscle, ligaments, tendon and love. Is it an extension of the backbone, you ask? “Yes,” I say. Yes, I believe that to be true. I’m not going to go so far as to say it’s an extension of the spinal cord, but I will say it’s part of the backbone.
- Cats use their tails for balance, for maintaining their center of gravity and as a counterweight during sudden shifts of direction while moving at high speeds (on highways and such).
- Tails can also be an indicator of temperament. Some refer to this as being a cat’s way of “talking.” I don’t subscribe to the use of that word in this instance.
- Damage to the tail results in damage to the nerves, as nerves extend through the tail from the spinal cord.
- Some Manx cats have no tails, which is probably just a result of a “small “gene pool”” on the island on which the cats bred (Isle of Man).
Cats, right?
Just a moment ago, as I started to think about what I was going to write, I thought I heard a gunshot, so know that as I write this brief introduction paragraph, I’m filled with fear.
Remember when I was changing the color of my blog and wrote that I was looking for guest bloggers? If you don’t, you can click on that link and revisit history. Anyway, this post is something written by one such person and I love it.
- Adult elephants typically weigh around 10,000 pounds and can crush and kill any other land animal including rhinoceroses.
- Crushing by elephants was a popular method of execution in Asia for thousands of years, and eventually made its way westward, to be used by the Romans and the Greeks.
- Instead of throwing victims under the elephants to be trampled (a common practice with military leaders such as Hannibal or Perdiccas (a successor to Alexander the Great) who used elephants in their armies), executions would involve impalement, torture and dismemberment.
- Since this practice involved the use of a tamed elephant, Asian elephants were mainly used since they are easier to control than their African counterparts.
- The decline began with, like many other things, colonialization and the expanding British empire of the 19th and 20th century. Gradually the practice became outlawed in parts of Southeast Asia and South Asia. Crushing by elephants however is a major job hazard for elephant keepers.
- Elephant keepers are predominantly male. There are three different Sanskrit words to describe elephant keepers:
- Reghawan: those who control elephants through love
- Yukihiman: those who control elephants by using ingenuity
- Balwan: those who control elephants by cruelty.
- Bull elephants occasionally suffer from periodic rages called musth. You can tell a musth elephant by its raging desire to kill you and the tar-like secretions that are coming out of the sides of its head which happens to taste “unbelievably foul” according to Wikipedia. Musth is thought to be linked to sexual arousal.
- Crushing by elephant is not to be confused with elephant crushing, which is a method of domestication for wild elephants. In elephant crushing, the elephant is put in a cage, restrained with ropes, and is subjected to all kinds of acts (stabbing ears with nails, beating, sleep-deprivation, starvation, etc) to “break” the elephant into submission. Elephants born in captivity do not go through this.
First things first, I need to get a few things off my chest:
- Elizabeth Taylor has violet eyes.
- Elizabeth Taylor has two sets of eyelashes.
- Elizabeth Taylor has never impressed me with her “great beauty.”
She’s fine looking, but I don’t understand all the fuss. Moving on to another Elizabeth: Lee Miller (1907-1977). Despite her being from the 1920s/30s, she has a contemporary face. She could easily fit in with today’s crowd. At the LACMA, there was a portrait (painting) of this guy from the 1700s or earlier and he looked like such a modern day man, Maura and I could not believe it. Lee Miller is another one of those people.
- American photographer, fashion model, WWII correspondent for Vogue and muse of Man Ray.
- Lee’s father, Theodore, introduced Elizabeth and her brothers to photography and he often used her as his model.
- Conde Nast, founder of Vogue, stopped Lee from walking in front of a car in Manhattan and consequently “discovered” Lee. He featured her on a cover of the magazine in March of 1927.
- 1929 found Lee off to Paris in hopes of apprenticing for Man Ray. She became not only apprentice, but lover and muse as well.
- Lee often photographed for Man Ray so that he could concentrate on painting, so many photos “taken by Man Ray” during that time were actually taken by Lee Miller.
- Involved in the Surrealist movement, Lee’s circle of friends included Picasso and Cocteau.
- Lee moved back to New York in 1932 and opened a photography studio but abandoned the business in 1934 when she married and moved to Egypt (where some of her best photographs were taken).
- Lee succumbed to ennui and returned to Paris 3 years later.
- During WWII, Lee lived in London and decided to pursue photographic documentation of the war. Simply put, she became a photojournalist.
- She documented the first use of napalm, the horror of concentration camps, dying children in Vienna, and execution and was photographed in Hitler’s bathtub (see above).
- Lee became a depressed alcoholic, had a baby, moved to England, became a gourmet cook, then became even more depressed (in part because of her then husband’s affair with a trapeze artist).
- She died in 1977 and her ashes were spread throughout her herb garden.
- Josiah A. Camp, III was born in 1979 and grew up in Connecticut.
- His mother, Henrietta Camp, was the principal of Frank M. Kearns school in Granby, CT.
- JC, a vegan, failed English Literature his senior year of high school and never graduated.
- Who cares about that, though, because he walked around campus carrying a large silver rectangular boombox and made funny announcements at school meetings.
- He entered an MTV contest and passed himself off as a homeless person, hoping that voters would feel bad and vote for him.
- Whether this tactic worked or not is uncertain: voters were to cast their votes online, but due to a flaw in the system, the user “UglyPig” was able to cast 3,000 votes for Jesse Camp.
- He beat out Dave Holmes and was crowned victor.
- JC hosted TRL on and off for the next year.
- After his MTV stint, Jesse Camp formed a band, “Jesse & the 8th Street Kidz.”
- An outraged America rejected the (intentional) misspelling of the word “kids,” and refused to support such mockery of the English language.
- In reality, the album went platinum, but the band was dropped from their label.
- In 2006, Jesse Camp worked at a pet store in Los Angeles.
- In 2008, he worked as a telefundraiser for Telefund, raising funds for this and that.
Jesse Camp and I seem to have similar daily routines, causing us to be in the same place at the same time several times a week. That is why I chose to write this blog. As I type this (I am typing and not looking at the screen), I am staring at an old man with a beard, a jaunty hat, a blue and white checked button down long sleeve shirt with the sleeves rolled up (in the pocket are a few pens), a brown belt, khakis (no pleats, thank god), and dark brown boots (as far as I can tell). He’s holding a book and I think he just got hip to the fact that I was staring at him.
I’m on vacation in Arizona and New Mexico for the week. The picture above? I took it at a pow wow I went to a couple of years ago. I don’t want to go into the history of reservations and why Native Americans were forced onto these plots of land. Instead, I will focus on reservations today: August 7, 2008.
- 310 Native American reservations exist in the United States.
- 550+ Native American tribes exist in the United States.
- The quality of life in some reservations is likened to that in developing countries, with some reservations being considered the poorest counties in the nation.
- The unemployment rate is high on reservations and many of the NAs exist solely on government subsidies.
- Why don’t they just get a job, you ask? Reservations are located in some of the most remote, barren regions of the country. They’re far from centers of commerce and there’s not much they can do with the land.
- Not all reservations are such bleak places. According to a poorly written article plagued with misspelled words and poor grammar, the reason such poverty exists is because of corruption and poor tribal handling of the money and the land.
- After rereading the above mentioned article, I realize I was rash in my judgement regarding spelling and grammar - only one word was misspelled.
- The tribal councils are supposed to have jurisdiction over their tribe’s reservation.
- In reality, the Bureau of Indian Affairs and the Indian Health Service of the US Department of the Interior have a hand in what goes on on reservations.
- Of the approximately 2.1 American Indians that live in the United States, 400,000 live on reservations.
I was looking for more facts to bullet-point - things along the lines of education/ careers, things kids do for fun, crimes committed, etc. Sadly, those things were nowhere to be found (nowhere on the first couple of pages of google search results, at least). Did I ever tell you about the time I saw a praying mantis get hit by a car and explode?
- An alcohol-induced blackout is a period of amnesia in which the intoxicated brain cannot form memories. It’s as if the brain’s ability to transfer memories from short to long term storage is blocked.
- The sort of amnesia blacking out causes is anterograde amnesia, in which events occurring after the amnesia are forgotten, as opposed to retrograde amnesia, in which events prior to that which caused the amnesia are forgotten.
- While blacked out, a person engages in behaviors (walking, talking, etc.) as they normally would.
- There are two types of blackouts: en bloc blackouts and fragmentary blackouts.
- Blackouts en bloc are when the drinker cannot remember any details of the period in which they were intoxicated despite anyone’s best efforts to remind them.
- These types of blackouts usually seem to have a “distinct onset,” though the drinker usually falls asleep before they are over.
- Though the person in this type of blackout can carry on conversation and recall things that happened a short, short while ago, he or she will not be able to remember something that happened, say, 2 minutes ago.
- Blackouts that are fragmentary leave the drinker with a spotty recollection of the previous night’s events.
- People that experience this type of blackout remember things here and there but do not know pieces of their memory are missing until someone reminds them. The person can usually vaguely remember at least some of the events after being reminded and thinking about it for a bit.
- The latter form of blacking out is by far the more common.
- During a blackout, there is no loss of consciousness, as there is when one is passed out.
- Blacking out is not necessarily associated with a high level of intoxication. One may appear only moderately intoxicated, though the next day he or she will have no recollection of the previous night’s events.
- Instead, blacking out is related to a rapid increase in one’s blood alcohol concentration.
Why are some people more prone than others - genetic predisposition? drinking on an empty stomach? being 2 fast 2 furious? prenatal exposure to alcohol? The world may never know, but one thing can be certain
I’ve decided to try something old today. I’m calling it “Four Guys.”
Erte
- Romain de Tirtoff - Russian-born French artist and designer.
- Art Deco.
Aubrey Beardsley
- Oscar Wilde claimed the British Beardsley to be his invention.
- Aestheticism, Art Nouveau.
Alfons Mucha
- Czech painter.
- Art Nouveau.
Edward Gorey
- American writer and artist.
- Cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats.
I’ve decided to try something new today. I’m calling it “Four Guys.”
Marcel Dzama
- Born in 1975.
- Canadian born, living in NYC.
- Small-scale ink and watercolor drawings.
David Shrigley
- Born in 1968.
- English born, living in Glasglow.
- “Outsider Art” aka Art Brut, Rough Art, Raw Art.
Nicholas Gurewitch (Perry Bible Fellowship)
- Born in 1982.
- Born and based in New York.
- Syracuse-originated newspaper comic strip named after a Maine church.
Henry Darger
- Born in 1892.
- American born, janitor in Chicago.
- Famous for his posthumously published manuscript, The Story of the Vivian Girls, in What is known as the Realms of the Unreal, of the Glandeco-Angelinnian War Storm, Caused by the Child Slave Rebellion, and the hundreds of (Outsider Art) drawings and watercolors that accompanied the story and illustrated “horrific brutality displayed against children.”
For a while, I’ve been grappling with the question of whether to post about Charles Manson in general or Sharon Tate’s death specifically. Today I’ve made my decision: Sharon Tate. Why, you ask? Why, because her last meal was at El Coyote!
- The night was that of August 8, 1969.
- The house was rented: 10050 Cielo Drive.
- Sharon Tate, as I’m sure you know, was married to Roman Polanski and was 8 months pregnant with his child at the time of her murder.
- Polanski was away in London and his return home had been delayed.
- Charles Manson and his “family” were “crashing” at the Spahn Movie Ranch, owned by the legally blind geriatric, George Spahn.
- After dining at El Coyote, Sharon Tate hung at her house with hair stylist Jay Sebring (I feel like I just heard a story about him that I want to share, but I can’t remember from whom I heard it or what it regarded…), coffee heiress Abigail Folger and her boyfriend (and Polanski’s close friend) Wojciech Frykowski.
- Around midnight, 4 members of Charles Manson’s family (3 girls, 1 guy) dropped acid and rolled up to Cielo Drive in a 1959 Ford.
- The 4 of them scaled the hill and Tex Watson cut the phone lines.
- The first person the crew encountered was Steve Parent, who was visiting the caretaker at Cielo Drive, William Garretson, and trying to sell him a radio.
- Tex ordered the girls to hide and halted Parent.
- 4 shots. They moved on.
- Tex cut a hole in a screen in the back of the house and the clan (minus one who was to keep watch) gained entry.
- Frykowski was asleep on the couch in the living room, Tate and Sebring were chatting in a bedroom, and Folger was reading a book in another bedroom.
- Here’s something creepy: one of the Manson girls was spotted by Folger outside the window. She waved, Folger returned the gesture.
- The Manson clan gathered the Tate clan in front of the fireplace and got to work.
- Tex tied a rope around Sebring’s neck, threw it up over a rafter in the living room and tied the other end around Tate’s neck.
- Sebring started to protest, pointing out that Tate was pregnant, so Tex shot him 2 times and stabbed him 7.
- One of the Manson girls tied Frykowski’s hands with a towel, only for him to break loose and start a fight. He managed to run to the front yard but was stabbed 51 times, shot and hit so hard with the gun that the handle broke on his skull.
- Folger tried to escape only to be killed as well, amassing 28 stab wounds.
- Sharon Tate was the only one left.
- She was stabbed 16 times, during which she pleaded for the killer (either Tex or a girl named Susan Atkins) to spare her baby’s life, to which the killer replied, “I don’t care about you or your baby.”
- The family wrote the word “PIG” on the front door in Tate’s blood.
- The maid, Winifred Chapman, discovered the horror the next morning.
- She ran down the road screaming, “Murder, death, bodies, blood!”
- Caretaker Garretson, who was only person on the premises at the time that wasn’t killed, was arrested under suspicion of murder but released shortly after, as he really did not know anything of the killings.
- Heavily sedated, Polanski returned to Los Angeles and proceeded to give an interview to Life magazine, which included the publication of controversial pictures such as the one posted above.
- NIN lived in the house and rumor has it that Trent Reznor took the “PIG” door before the house was demolished.
- The house was demolished and the address changed. Apparently the new owner had (is having?) a hard time selling it.
The next infamous Manson murder (Helter Skelter and War) occurred the very next night in Los Feliz. Los Feliz! Now that I live in Los Angeles, these places are so real to me!
Is this the kind of thing about which people want to know? I’ve got a whole lot of this kind of thing lined up to be written about. Forget the times when my future blog queue included Arbor Day, pupusas, terraforming Mars and Frank Lloyd Wright. I’m heading in a completely different direction – is the fact that my readership has decreased by 83% a reflection of my recent decisions? Like I said, I’m accepting guest posts.
Yesterday’s post marked my friend Andrew’s 100th post. Congratulations to him, as I know I’d be proud of myself if it were me. As a country, China is very aware of the world (in contrast with our stark oblivion). So, naturally, they were thrilled (and aware of the fact) that the 100th post was going to happen (they were the ones who brought it to Andew’s attention – did you think he actually counted all those posts?). They proceeded to arrange for a celebration to commemorate the event (see his blog for further details), about which I will now post.
- China is no stranger to celebrations. In fact, the root words of “celebration” - “celeb,” meaning “brain” and “rat,” meaning “crazy,” are of Chinese origin.
- The words were first used together (to form a compound word) in about 532 B.C.
- The first recorded use of the word was by Chinese astronomer, Zuo Zhuan, when he discovered a nova.
- According to Chinese records, upon seeing the nova, Zuo Zhuan exclaimed, “Celebration!?”
- As with all cosmological discoveries, Zhuan wasn’t entirely certain if what he had observed was indeed a real thing or his brain playing tricks on him, after having looked through a telescope for approximately 3 days straight.
- Zhuan called one of his students over and, after observing the same thing, decided he liked the sound of the word (again, he was the first to have used them in that arrangement and by that, i mean together) and made it part of the vernacular.
- For, you see, in China at that time, everyone read reports. The general populace read scientific findings, they read astronomers’ reports, farmers’ reports on the agricultural state of their farmland, financial statements, nutrition facts - the people were informed.
- Thus, Zhuan knew that if he used that word in his claim of discovery regarding the nova, the people would read it, recognize that it was a new word and start using it themselves. He felt that it added a new dimension of feeling to the language.
- His plan worked.
- Cut to 2,540 years later where celebration is one of the most widely recognized words in the world. And with good reason! Who can argue against such an event?
- Anyway, since the word was begotten (I’m going to use this word despite the fact that it might not fit) in China, they obviously know how to do it up better than most other countries in the world. Why else would the 100th Olympics be held there?
- Okay, okay. I don’t want to make things up here. Why else would the 103rd Olympics games be held there? Right? Whatever.
- Add to that the fact that 85% of China is surrounded by water and you’re sure to see water shows incorporated into their celebrations.
- Case in point with the “100th Blog!” festivities that occurred this past week.
As you know, the serial killer thing didn’t work out too well. You live, you learn. Moving on…to cults! When I think of Heaven’s Gate, the first thing that comes to mind is the failed attempt by Michael Cimino at creating a cinematic masterpiece. The second thing that comes to mind is the cult and their mass suicide. (Note: I chose not to post a picture of the suicide because of the interior decoration of the mansion. It was ugly and I don’t want ugly pictures on my blog.)
- Heaven’s Gate was a UFO religion based in good ol’ San Diego.
- Marshall Applewhite and Bonnie Nettles led the group. What names!
- Heaven’s Gate funded itself by running a website development company called Higher Source.
- Cult members gave up their material possessions and led an ascetic, communal life.
- They added the suffix -ody to the end of their first names. In doing this, they were defining themselves as “children of the Next Level.”
- In 1997, Comet Mmm-Bopp made an appearance. Kidding! It was Hale-Bopp.
- Members believed that Earth was soon going to be wiped clean and to escape this destruction they had to board a spaceship that hid behind the comet.
- The only way for their souls to board that ship was to commit suicide.
- The group opposed the idea of suicide, but justified what they were about to do by redefining the term to mean “to turn against the Next Level when it is being offered.” Thus, staying on Earth and not boarding the spaceship, to them, would be suicide.
- Furthermore, their souls would survive this act - it was only their bodies that would “die,” and they, after all, were only vessels for the soul.
- On March 26, 1997, Applewhite and 38 of his followers retreated to a rented mansion in San Diego’s upscale Rancho Santa Fe neighborhood.
- There, they drank citrus juices to cleanse the body and purge it of impurities.
- The suicide was to be performed as follows: members would drink vodka mixed with the barbituate phenobarbital and place a plastic bag over each of their heads.
- Dressed in black T-shirts, sweatpants (the pockets of each pair filled with a $5 bill and 3 quarters), brand new black and white Nikes, and armbands that read “Heaven’s Gate Away Team,” they committed suicide in shifts.
- Each subsequent shift cleaned up after those who had just died. As the lot of them were found lying neatly in bunk beds, covered with a square of purple cloth, I’m assuming this is what was meant by “cleaning up.”
That doesn’t sound so bad - honestly! Heaven’s Gate didn’t kill anyone that wasn’t involved with the cult, they didn’t commit any crimes, no violence whatsoever. They were just a group of people (a small group, to boot) that held certain beliefs. Who’s to say if they were true or not! If believing in those things made them happy and if suicide was something they were absolutely sure of, who are we to criticize? They weren’t out to brainwash people or molest children or anything like that. I say, “Ok!” I wouldn’t join or anything, but I think Heaven’s Gate is just fine.
Alright, let’s back it up here. Was what I just said so not-well-thought-out? Are we to believe/ assume that Marshall Applewhite brainwashed 38 gullible people? I’m going to look a little further into how these people came to be followers, but I don’t see why he should be made out to be the bad guy. If people thought he was “so crazy,” they didn’t have to follow him! He wasn’t taking their money (like L. Ron) - he had a legit business! He didn’t steal people - they were just catching what he was throwing! They were picking up what he was putting down, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
Another post will follow shortly and I will focus on Marshall Applewhite. He’s not as good a guy as I just made him out to be and perhaps I was too hasty in defending him with such fervor.
Editor’s Note: Two “paragraphs” up, I said that what the cult believed in may have been true. I realize now that the belief that the earth would destroy itself in 1997 was not true, as it is still here and we are all still here as well. That being said, I retract the statement.
I’ve decided I’m going to do a series of posts on serial killers. Serial posts, if you will. Does that work? First: Albert Fish!
- Hamilton “Hamy” Fish was born in 1870 to a family with a long history of mental illness and religious fanaticism.
- After his father’s death, Fish’s mother put him into an orphanage.
- Taunted by the fellow orphans who called him “Ham and Eggs,” Hamy changed his name to Albert, after a dead sibling.
- Whipped and beaten by the orphan master, Albert Fish discovered that he liked pain.
Sorry I’m about to post all this disturbing stuff, Mom, but I can’t tell the story without these facts.
- Fish left the orphanage only to discover a love of homosexual relationships, watching young boys undress, drinking urine, and coprophagia.
- In 1890, Fish relocated to New York City, where he became a male prostitute and began raping young boys.
- His mother arranged for Albert to wed a bride 9 years his junior, and together they had 6 children. Is that a case against arranged marriages, or what?
- Albert Fish: house painter and child molester.
- He became fascinated with castration after visiting a wax museum and tried to castrate a mentally retarded man.
- In 1917 his wife left him for a handyman.
- Fish was crushed over the breakup. He began hearing voices.
- In 1910, Fish stabbed his first victim, a young boy in Wilmington, Delaware.
- He continued his attacks, focusing on the mentally handicapped and African Americans, as he felt “they would not be missed.”
- In May of 1928, 58-year-old Fish noticed an ad in the classified section of the New York World: “Young man, 18, wishes position in country.”
- Fish traveled to Manhattan to visit Edward Budd, who placed the article, under the pretense of hiring him.
- Going under the alias “Frank Howard, Farmer from Farmingdale,” he hired Edward and convinced the Budds to let Edward’s 10 year old sister, Grace, accompany him to a birthday party that evening. They complied.
- Neither Grace nor Fish returned, and the house superintendent was arrested under suspect of kidnapping.
- SEVEN YEARS LATER a letter arrived at the Budd household. Police traced it back to Fish.
- Full of grammatical and spelling errors, the letter told the story of a man who sailed from San Francisco to Hong Kong, where there was such a lack of food that young children began to be butchered and sold as meat.
- “John,” the protagonist of this tale, returned to the States with a taste for childrens’ flesh and proceeded to steal 2 boys, torture them…
You know what? I’m not going to go on with this post. I feel bad. I feel offensive. I feel like I’m writing things that I don’t want permanently posted on my blog. I feel like this is one of those things that you read about once, have in your head, and don’t necessarily need to revisit. I’ll leave this here as it is to show that I was working on a post today and to show how my mind changed in a mere 20 minutes’ time. Who wants to read this, anyhow? Not my mom, not Dan Samiljan, not the one person in Iran who reads my blog…I’m done with this post, and you know what? I might even be done with the whole series of serial killer posts.
I used to chew a pack of gum a day. My favorite brand and flavor is Dentyne Ice, Artic Chill. I used to like Extra, Polar Ice a whole lot, but I stopped liking that sort of gum (sticks of gum, Orbit included) and began instead liking the smaller, rectangular pieces of gum. I used to think one of those was insufficient and so I chewed two pieces at a time, but now I’m okay with one. I really like Orbit White and Trident White, but the flavors are kind of generic and don’t really appeal to me. If I do purchase those brands, I usually get Peppermint. Spearmint is great, but not as a flavor of gum. It makes for a better scent. I swallow gum all the time. Let’s talk about that.
- If swallowed, gum does not stay in your system for 7 years.
- Chewing gum passes through the digestive system at the same rate as does anything else we consume.
- I chew gum after eating because dentists recommend it. Furthermore, gum aids in digestion when taken post-eating.
- Chewing gum on an empty stomach is bad for you, and I can attest to this, as when I was up to a pack a day, I’d get the absolute worst stomachaches.
- Here’s why: the fact that you’re chewing something tricks your brain and stomach into thinking that you’re eating. Digestive acid is generated, but with no food to absorb it, all it does is make you feel ill and increase your risk of developing gastritis.
- Did I mention that I only chew sugar free gum? I do.
- Chewing gum with sugar is pointless. It doesn’t help your teeth any and apparently it just isn’t good for you. It’s basically nothing more than candy. It is nothing more than candy, an ex-favorite “food” of mine.
- Chewing gum too much can lead to temporomandibular joint inflammation. Bu-mmer.
- Chewing gum too often can also lead to well-developed jaw muscles, which widens your smile. No wonder my smile is lame and I don’t have enough teeth to fill it.
