Today I was thinking about zits. You know those ugly little things
that pop-up on your face from time to time. I'm 29 and I still get em.
I remember when I was in junior high I used to have them alot. "Pizza
face" was a common term. Now you'd think that this would affect only
me, but apparently family and friends always had something to say
about it. Like I was doing something wrong. Common phrases were "You
know, it's got to be the chocolate" and "I think you might be drinking
too much coke" - those were from the older folks. Younger ones said
"Maybe if you put gasoline over your face before you go to bed" I'm
glad I never did that one - otherwise I might've woken up on fire.
I've heard - "You need to wash your face all the time" and "Try
popping all of them". "Quit yankin it" was a favorite one. Finally it
got so bad I ended up at the dermatologist who gave me antibiotics,
which did work. It makes me think of how wacko my friends and family
really are. Like if I had an infection on my hands they'd tell me to
throw salt on it and pray to buddha. I just need anti-biotics and
it'll clear up this one zit right away; then I'll just pretend I put
gasoline on my face.

Thought of the Day
"You don't touch the nose. You don't aspire to reach the nose. You
don't unhook anything to get to a nose. And no man has ever tried to
look up a woman's nostril."
- Jerry, in "The Implant"