Archive for January 2008
In Indiana, a 11 month old baby boy somehow got drunk and passed out. He ended up with a blood alcohol level of 0.118 percent, past the legal driving limit of 0.08. Not that the baby has a drivers license or anything, but what?!
Apparently, the baby’s mother and fiancée were at an apartment where the baby most likely consumed the alcohol. The fiancée was drinking beer, while his friend was having whiskey. What was the baby doing? Was anyone watching him? This reminds me of the part in “Meet the Fockers” where Gaylord Focker was about to give the baby some rum to ease the teething pain, but the phone rang. Gaylord put the rum down to answer the phone, and the next thing he sees is the baby on the couch drinking the rum bottle.
The baby’s mother and fiancée are currently locked up in jail until further notice. The baby (with a hangover perhaps?) is staying with the father. Here’s the link to the story.
Do you think it’s right for the mother and fiancée to stay in jail until officials figure out what happened?
So cloned food is safe? How so!?
The Food and Drug Administration has just announced this week that cloned food is safe. According to the news, the FDA has spent six years tracking the safety in the cloned food, but honestly six years is not enough in my opinion. How did they track the safety? Did they feed humans cloned food and for how long? Their report is very shady because it doesn’t tell me the details on safety testing for humans. Six years is nothing! We live almost to an average age of 80. Sure, cloned food has the same DNA as the real thing, but we never know what really happens. There may be something in the cloned DNA that no one can see yet. Just like long time ago, no one knew what DNA was. Something could be discovered in cloned food years from now.
Labelling the food or not?
Furthermore, the article quotes: “The Food and Drug Administration ruled that labels won’t have to reveal whether the food comes from cloned cows, pigs or goats, or the clones’ offspring, because those ingredients are no different than meat or milk from livestock bred the old-fashioned way.” Uhhhhhh…I want to know what I am eating! This ticks me off! If I am eating meat from cloned offspring, I want to know. Was the FDA lobbied about not labeling food that it is cloned? I hope companies act moral and label the food anyway.
Have we already eaten cloned food unknowingly?
The USDA has asked that the cloned animals stay out of the marketplace, but there is evidence circulating that the marketplace may have already had exposure to cloned animals. A cattle producer in Kansas has admitted to selling semen from cloned animals. Major cattle cloning companies can’t even vouch how many cloned offspring have entered the food supply.
Heck – I wouldn’t be surprised if we already ate cloned food. I can feel my hypochondriac self freaking out that my DNA is going to be corrupted when I’m old because of cloned food. Maybe I should become a vegetarian. But then again, there’s genetically modified food!
The future.
It will be interesting to see what happens to dairy and meat sales in the future. Safety isn’t the only issue here, ethics and morality is probably another huge factor. Please let us, the consumers, decide if we want to eat cloned food by using labels.
What’s your take on this? Would you eat cloned food?
Just a few requests if you happen to ride the elevator at my work building………
1. At the lobby, I know it tickles you pink when you see the elevator’s “UP” light flash and a big “ding” goes through your ears, but please do not hover around the elevator door waiting to get in. Almost 90% of the time the elevator will be crowded with people dying to get out in fear of claustrophobia. You will get run over as if you’re standing in front of a cow stampede so stand the hell away and let people out first!
2. If I’m the only one in the elevator when you get on, please do not stand right next to me. Go in another corner of the elevator, especially if you’re an old pervert. I’ll flash my biggest smile and say hello that way. But if you’re close to me and I can smell your banana breath, I’ll scowl and pray the elevator ride goes quickly as possible.
3. If you must press “close elevator door” or your floor number button 7843743 times, please tell me to turn around first because that just makes me want to scream, “pressing it 4385473 times isn’t gonna make the doors close any faster!” Seriously, it doesn’t. Learn some patience. But then again maybe I need to learn patience to let you push it 483957435 times, but that’s not the point. 
4. Please hold the doors if you see me running towards the elevator. I don’t think I smell, cuz I use the Lady Speed Stick deodorant. Nor would I bite you so don’t be so scared to let me in. You and I both know how horrible the elevator service is in this building – it takes forever. Don’t make me have to wait 385 more minutes for another elevator! Please!
EDIT: I guess sometimes you just have to be stuck on the elevator. I feel bad for these people who had to spend two days in an *ahem* elevator right before Christmas! Read the story. (Thanks to Pearly for this story!)
Sure, scrabble is fabulous, if I’m playing with a genuine Scrabulous player. But if I’m playing with someone I suspect is cheating, I get very disgruntled, and I want to scream on the top of my lungs that scrabble is SCRABCRAPULOUS!
For those that don’t know, Scrabulous is an online scrabble game through Facebook.
There are some people I play Scrabulous with where we play equally just as good, then all of a sudden they’re placing really nice bingos or scoring 25+ points every move. There are some people I play scrabble with in real life that don’t do so well, but online they’re like professional Scrabble players placing all kinds of awesome bingos.
Imagine my surprise when I read this article. I knew that there were many cheating websites out there, but to discover www.scrabblewordfinder.com within that article just completely astounded me. I thought the cheating websites were more like tools to unscramble your tiles to actual words. The Scrabble Word Finder isn’t like that. It actually enables you to input every single word that is already on the board along with your current tiles, and tells you what your best next move is. What the HELL?
Why do some people have this urge to be better than others and have to prove it in the wrong, cheating way? Is it the crab theory? I understand the natural tendency to want to win, but by cheating? Come on. Go ahead – be better than me. I don’t care. No way in hell am I succumbing to the level of cheating.
Of course, there are people who legitimately play 25+ points almost every move. I’d happily lose to my Scrabble whiz friends. It just makes me want to play more and more, because it’s a true challenge.
I can’t live without the internet, but I can surely live without Scrabulous. I’ll stick to the tried and true Scrabble board on a dining room table.
**Disclaimer: this post is not intended for anyone in particular, just a simple vent and explanation why I’m quitting Scrabulous. So long, my friend, Scrabulous!
