ode to the brush of my pearly whites.

i adore brushing my teeth.
when i had a horrible week, i indulge in a new toothbrush.
many things make me happy. but, very few compare to the feeling a clean mouth.

meet my toothbrush:

so, i thought of the song my mom used to sing with us.
i think i might have been on barney.
but click here to enjoy a song of my youth.
it also describes me very well. whenever i need something to do, i brush my teeth
 (ch-ch-ch-ch..ch ch ch ch ch)

also, i'm very particular about the rolling of my toothpaste.
see:

at least i'm not as fanatical about it as my dad.
he has engraved toothpaste bottle holders.

kind of like these:

ahem. yes.

anyways. here is the song of the day:

(click me) Carry On-by Fun. (its the acoustic version.)

goodluckwithlifeandstuff,
billy