Wow
Ask and you shall receive. The Internet is one huge expensive wishlist for Santa. He sees you when you’re surfing. He knows when you’re awake. He knows if your credit is bad or good, unless the credit card scammers are better, for goodness’ sake.
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Gas with Oily Discharge
After watching the shuttle launch this afternoon, we left the television on briefly, which was just long enough to view a commercial for herpes simplex medication. I walked away, but Matt turned to me and asked, “What’s the drug that causes gas and oily discharge?” I didn’t know.
In case anyone is wondering, it’s Xenical.
Changes in one’s bowel movements. . .
“. . . may include gas with oily discharge, an
increased number of bowel movements, an urgent need to have them, and
an inability to control them. . . .“
Good God! What an engrossing commercial to view during your evening meal. A hearty “Thank You!” to the makers of Xenical.
New Horizons
Inspirational quotes. I like them. Here’s one from the white rabbitt:
“If you don’t leave the land, then
you’ll probably never have a chance to get scurvy and develop anemia,
spongy gums, and bleeding from the mucous membranes.”
Wildflowers
My neighbor lady is retired, so she has lots of time to cultivate a xeriscaped garden. A few weeks back, she said something about “chocolate daisies.” And later, I asked her, “Why do they call them chocolate daisies?”
They certainly aren’t brown. She said, “Because they smell like chocolate.”
And she went over, and picked one of the flower heads, and mushed up the middle. And yeah, it does smell like chocolate. (Although Matt doesn’t think so. But he’s a former chain smoker, so he can’t smell anyway. Grr.)
She went on to show me how there are tons of varieties of daisy, all wild. We found 3 different types, although one type was really more like a coreopsis than a daisy, because it had stringy thin green leaves.
Here are the three yellow daisy-like flowers she showed me.
The one on the left is the “chocolate daisy.” Again, you wouldn’t know it, unless you smelled it.
The one in the middle did not smell like chocolate. It smelled like a daisy.
The one on the right had more fluffy coreopsis-like leaves, and really doesn’t smell at all.
Their backs even look different. The chocolate daisy has more of a layered, fish-scale like back.
The other daisy has more of a traditional small petal-like back.
The coreopsis-like daisy had a pale almost-translucent green globular bottom, and one layer of very small little green petals in the back.
(Note I couldn’t get the greatest picture, because the wind kept knocking the flowers out of the position I wanted them to be in.)
She also said that the chocolate daisy has darker and broader leaves than the other daisies.
Here’s a picture of the chocolate daisy plant.
Last week, I was enjoying my morning coffee, and I passed another chocolate daisy plant. I picked a flower and sipped my coffee with it in my hand. It was like having a rich mocha!
Ode to a Chat Dump
This is not the first ode to a chat dump. Some guy has created a website for his town’s chat dump, too.
The above picture is of one of my favorite places in Missouri — the Park Hills Chat Dump. What is a chat dump? A chat dump is a mountain of tailings left from lead mining. This huge hill dominates the skyline. At the base of the chat dump is a lake of blue, green, and purple glass bottle rejects from the factory next door. The glass spills over the edge of canyons created over the years from erosion, creating waterfalls of shiny sharpness.
One of the things my friend from Missouri challenged me to do is to climb the chat dump. At first I thought he was saying “chad dump.” So, is this where they put all the little remnants of election ballots? It is truly a challenge to climb the chat dump. I only reached about halfway, and had to stop and slide down. Every year the locals put a Christmas tree on top. I’m sure they use a pick-up to bring it up to the top. Park Hills, you so rock!
