The Best Invention Of All Time

A while ago, I was sitting with my brother (that shows it was a while ago; he doesn't live with me anymore) and we were watching something on TV when I had a thought. It wasn't particularly interesting but I thought I'd ask my brother for his opinion on the matter.

So I casually asked him what was the best invention of all time. My answer was pretty good, so he'd have to go some way to top it. If you can think up one now then that'd be cool. Play along at home. Just have a think.

Anyway, he thought for a moment. And by a moment, I mean a good 30 seconds of contemplation. Before delivering an epic speech that I was not expecting.

"Time." He said finally.

Yes, he can be a clever little shit sometimes.

He went on... "Because, think about it. There is no such thing as time really. I mean there is, but no way of measuring it. We invented that. We came up with seconds and minutes and hours. How long does it take to get somewhere? Time. How old we are. Time. How long something takes to cook. Time." He went on in this vain for far too long and my mind wandered for his last few minutes praising the advent of time.

My mind only reconnected with the real world when he had finished and I had him utter, "why, what were you thinking?"

Now, before I tell you my answer, I don't think it needs to be explained. When compared to my brother's answer it may not really look as though I had put as much thought into my own question as he had, but in its own way, I still admire my almost naive approach to conjuring up what I believed (at least prior to asking my brother), to be the best invention of all time.

What was my answer I here you ask?

A toaster.

Fillings

I have some news. My filling has fallen out. Yes, it has. This is kind of annoying as the tooth in question now has a gaping hole I can feel with my tongue. That hole was definitely not there before the dentist got his hands on my mouth. Fillings seem like a good idea until they fail miserably and then you're left with this kind of problem which, frankly, the dentist has just added to by being trigger happy with the drill.

Why do they need to drill away part of the tooth to put the filling in? Before all this started, my teeth all felt normal. Okay, so one apparently needed a filling but it wasn't bothering me. I couldn't tell. But now, it's so bloody obvious to me because my not-too-bad tooth has been drilled away quite casually. It is now like a shell of a tooth than an actual tooth. And another visit to the dentist tomorrow. I guarantee the dentist drills a bit more as well, for no bloody reason. I guess I'll just have to wait and see.