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• That my laptop's complete and utter inability to hold a charge for longer than 10 minutes might have something to do with the fact that the current battery is five years old. (What's surprising is that this didn't occur to me until now. I think that the part of my subconscious that handles the finances has been pushing it out of my conscious mind.)
• That flossing every 1-2 days permanently re-opens the tiny gap in between my front teeth enough for air to move through. This means that, when I speak loudly in a noisy room, I blow an unending stream of spit bubbles from between my teeth in the general direction of the people I'm talking to. (Not so sure what to do about this one.)

I experience the spit bubbles while yammering at 13 year olds. They don't seem to mind or notice. They don't mind or notice much of anything I do anyway, why start with spit bubbles?

My policy, worry about the dog tearing up my couch at home while secretly planning the destruction of the entire age of 13. When my plan takes effect, one will simply go from age 10 to age 25 and skip that whole Middle School section of life.

Spit bubbles solved once and for all!