I think the steady diet of fear-inducing things has kind of numbed me to it all. The weirdness of this past seven years hasn't helped, either. I'm really just into outliving you guys.;):p

Life is a fatal disease for which there is no cure.

It's Wednesday October seventeenth. Your fear of the day, direct from a banner headline on CNN.com is:


Over the last 37 Years an average of 2 infants per year have died as a result of taking cough medicine. Out of Millions of doses per year.

Have these meds done no good at all? Sure they don't cure the colds but they do treat the symptoms allowing for more rest and a quicker recovery time. Now that these meds are being removed can we expect more colds to progress into walking pneumonia or other complications? How many parents will start giving their kids adult cold meds (you know some will) and what effect will that have?

People die from milk and peanut allergies every year but we don't ban these products? Why not? Because a very small percentage of people having a sever allergic reaction does not mean a product is unsafe.

Perhaps a more reasonable course of action would be to educate parents that you don't dose the kid up at the first sign up a sniffle. As our pediatrician told us "Fever is your friend" up to a point.

Moonliner beat me to it.
I was going to post about that...
:)

It's Thursday October eighteenth. Your fear of the day, direct from our fear mongering friends at Good Morning America is:


That's right bucko, you are damn lucky to be alive and not suffering from permanent brain trauma. Some of the toys we played with are apparently toxic enough that the Bush administration would probably label them as weapons of mass destruction. Hey wait, you don't think....

So everyone please dig into those closets, raid them boxes in the garage and quickly expunge any reminders of your childhood you find lurking there. Just be sure to use the proper hazmat disposal protocols in doing so.

And remember, it's not just toys kiddies!
Prolly lots of that underneath the warious coats of paint in my kitchen, at least 6 layers and the apartment was built in 1939-40.

Anyone want to come over for dinner? Hee hee!

Frankly, if a toy won't kill at least one in 1,000 frequent users then it probably isn't a toy worth having.

'course I grew up playing lawn darts all day at every family gathering.

I had a chemistry set when I was 10. My parents probably would be jailed for that now.

By the way, visible mojo for the quote in your sig line that motivated me to start this thread.