Thursday, March 31, 2005

Toothbrushes of Note

Braun DLX. Now appearing live in our bathroom. Helping to keep mine clean and tidy. The kit we bought direct from our dentist. The toothpaste we supplied.

While still partial to recycline's Preserve model (kids version too!) I think I like the Brauny. It could just be ordinarily that new things are likeable. Unlike the pimply faced kid who just moved in down the block.

It does make your bathroom a bit like a Euro-Disco at night. Not the kid. The new brush on the recharge stand. To be honest, I thought the cops were busting me for a late night potty break, but it was just the blue light a-flashing.

Last night, in a partial daze, I felt like I was gonna have a, um, moment with a Peace Officer. Here's the conversation: "Really, Officer, sir, madam. I think I own this bathroom, and although I do have my pants down at the moment, and may be half asleep, I don't think you need to have your blue light flashing...maybe you could persuade me I'm breaking some decency ordinance with holes in my pants, but do you really need the flashing IS 4:27am after all...what!? These pajamas are not indecent! I got these on sale at Macy's - they're Calvin Klein - for like $20!"

I didn't pay with a new fangled $20. I think I used the old fashioned Jackson. No, wait, I probably charged it. Yep, got a few miles.

Not at Home without Trust

I don't often sit at home and just wonder how ordinary it all is. The cereal eating, the job, the toilet duties, the toothbrushing. I did just get a new Braun Toothbrush, electric model, the DLX toothbrush - and it seems like it is extra-ordinary, but since I'm the last guy on earth to get one, I'm now simply back to being ordinary guy when I brush my teeth. I probably was more of a stand out with my manual brush. I had one of those Preserve models. Curved. Ivory colored. Softy. It was nice, did the job. Still does. Trusty. I can't wait to use it again when the power's off. Of course this new Braun is good for 45 hours of continuous brushing. That seems like a lot of days with the power off. National disaster even wouldn't cause me to turn to Ole Trusty.

I sit here and wonder how ordinary it all is. How ordinary am I? I'm not rock star famous. Not exemplary at anything of note. Perhaps I have a talent for brushing my teeth, but the cavities I've had would probably negate any claim I have to that talent. Latent talent. That's what I probably have. Many ordinary folks have it too. I always thought, as I rode my bike, that somewhere somehow there is a kid (probably a girl!) who is faster than Lance. Naturally gifted. Who is never going to realize their talent. Latent talent.

Latent talent. You have to trust that it exists in everyone. Just assume everybody has some skill or facet that they might not ever exhibit that just would about scare the bejesus out of you if they pulled it out. Like screaming really loud. Or singing the alphabet song backwards in the key of e. Or blogging like there's no tomorrow, about the most ordinary things. That's not my hidden talent. That's probably not even a latent talent of anyone in the world.

Here's a descartes quotation. I had to read it a couple of times. I'm slow with philosophy, and I forget what I learned and already know. It's perhaps a latent talent. "Of all things, good sense is the most fairly distributed: everyone thinks he is so well supplied with it that even those who are the hardest to satisfy in every other respect never desire more of it than they already have."

René Descartes, Discourse on Method, 1637