dog in car in front of me was opening his mouth pe…
dog in car in front of me was opening his mouth perfectly to Comfortably Numb…”okay…just a little pinprick (pling)” dude…
dog in car in front of me was opening his mouth perfectly to Comfortably Numb…”okay…just a little pinprick (pling)” dude…
Sun’s blood pressure benefits ‘may outdo cancer risks’
The health benefits of exposing skin to sunlight may far outweigh the risk of developing skin cancer, according to scientists.
Edinburgh University research suggests sunlight helps reduce blood pressure, cutting heart attack and stroke risks and even prolonging life.
UV rays were found to release a compound that lowers blood pressure.
Researchers said more studies would be carried out to determine if it is time to reconsider advice on skin exposure.
Full Story: BBC
!!! This makes me want high blood pressure so I can be a bad blonde person and be tan all the time.
you should strive to look like the landlady in There’s Something about Mary. (topical reference!)
I tracked my profit in a little notebook. I learned that it was better to buy in bulk (a 17-stick pack but I could only afford one at a time). I kept inventory records. I tracked the types of flavors that sold best (Juicy Fruit was tops), and who my best customers were- I was pretty shy but sometimes I just had to stand there and show the goods. I never got in trouble for it, and I don’t know if any kids did, but they came back anyway. I sometimes gave away sticks to kids that didn’t have 5c and told them not to tell the kids I charged.
I wonder if I’m suited to my profession, an accountant. hmm.
my grandfathers were each particularly good at it.
each of my parents and each of their 3 siblings played as well, and nearly every grandchild, since we all had an upright in the house.
there are 13 great-grandchildren (if I counted right!), and some are too young, but I don’t think any of them play, which makes me a little sad.
this just occurred to me today as I played the piano my grandfather left me several years ago.
Let’s blow shit up! oh wait. let’s just knock it over. dammit.
running store scavenger hunt = free entry to the upcoming 4-miler…so a free shirt and beer!
doing a 5k scavenger hunt tonight!
but like a bar, the ones I don’t want to hear from keep sending me notes, wayyy too forward ones. wayyy.
if I gave you pretty flowers, if I took you out to dinner, if we walked home by the river, would you invite me in?
I mean they’re frustrated! well I love that dirty water.
if you know that jingle, have fun with it for the next week. my HS friends tell me they brought back the old ad campaign, giant red lips included!
a client sometimes gives my boss Nats tickets…he teased me “can you go on Sunday?”
waiting to hear if they came through…RIGHT behind dugout, I could easily tackle Ryan Zimmerman. the arrest would be worth it.
Frederick half marathon- I told Jeremy that I ran past a church with a priest (in a white robe) standing outside, and he was giving blessings (making the sign of the cross or something). He also seemed to be doing something with water, which I thought “wait, could that be holy water? I’m not Catholic, but sure I’ll take a blessing…”
apparently there’s only 1 Catholic church in Frederick, and the grey building I described wasn’t it. J was determined to figure out what church I was talking about, so we drove the course. At each turn he said, “so you went this way…” and EVERY TIME I had no idea where I was or that I had been there before…”THIS?? no…THIS?”
…as it turns out, it was NOT a Catholic church (Methodist), NOT a priest (Methodist, so he was definitely NOT giving a blessing in the way I thought), and definitely was NOT throwing holy water…instead he just a minister dressed in a robe because it was Sunday morning, standing there with a refreshing cup of water for himself. not holy water. oops.