War on the system!

Someone told me their New Year resolution is to wage war on the system. Presumably, "the" system, but just in case it was all systems in general, I thought I should list 5 systems (I'm sure there will be more, in time) we should not wage war on, or should at least think twice, maybe even thrice, before doing so. Heheheh.

1. Teeth-brushing: This system is snuggly in place; it works; it keeps us from looking Medieval-ish. Science has even discovered that brushing from the gum down (or up, when on the bottom row) and not back up again will preserve one’s gums. Science will probably un-discover that in a couple years.

2. Roman numerals: This system is extremely handy -- it helps us challenge our brains trying to remember that the characters for 50 and 500 are illogically reversed. (When I was a kid, I taught myself to remember that although D comes first in the alphabet, in Roman Numerals, it's the bigger/latter number, 500, which means L is the earlier number, 50, even if it comes later in the alphabet. See how it worked? Will always remember that. I'm also eternally indebted to the teacher who taught us that the colors of the rainbow go in the order of a fellow's name -- that fellow is called: Roy G. Biv; I even taught this to Selena the other day. We'll see if she still remembers it: red/orange/yellow/green/blue/indigo/violet.) It's especially useful when you send an “x” to someone you didn’t intend to kiss –- you can claim you were counting out loud and had just gotten to 10.

3. Communications: Let's stick with our communications system, unless you have a better option. (I'd personally be in favor of sign language, if it ever came to a vote.)

4. Approvals: We should keep our product approval system, to avoid results that look like a cross between Darth Vader and 80s-themed Care Bears (with some gaming colors thrown in -- you know who you are >:] ). (Why is it always about the 80s? Or maybe I’m slightly sensitive about the inferences, because up until my latest get-rid-of-half-your-belongings stint, I had, erm, many very bright colors. To put it mildly.)

5. The digestive system: This one doesn’t need explaining, but in case for some it does, let’s just say a cross between Jabba the Hutt and a tribble would not be pleasant. (I have no idea what that means -- it just came to me. Maybe I had sci-fi-themed dreams last night. I do remember my grandmother -- on a visit to Brasil, when I was 9 -- offering to do my hair like Princess Leia's, which style, apparently, all my cousins -- presumably the female cousins, at least, that is what I assumed, at the time, since I was so clever, at 9 -- favored, and I had no clue who she was talking about...)