You know those drug ads on late night TV, the ones that have the announcer list all the risks, and there are more risks than benefits? Usually, they’re pretty specific, but the one I saw last night was troubling in its vagueness–while he was listing the side effects, the announcer also said, “Avoid grapefruit.”
Now, he PROBABLY meant “avoid EATING grapefruit,” but maybe not! Maybe you shouldn’t even go near grapefruit–like, maybe avoid restaurants that SERVE grapefruit! Maybe there have been adverse reactions to this drug in the supermarket, and you should avoid the produce aisle entirely, because you might SEE a grapefruit! What if, while taking this drug, just MENTIONING grapefruit could cause an adverse reaction? Continue reading
TL;DR I quit Twitter and moved a bunch of my tweets here.
I used to tweet. A lot. Of couirse, this was before anybody’ (and by ‘anybody’ I mean ‘I’) realized that Twitter was a toxic cesspoool filled with misinformation and bullying–essentially, high school with blue check marks. I tweeted somewhere in the neighborhood of 1,100 tweets before billionaire (and villain in a direct-to-cable TV movie) Elon Musk put down his bong long enough to impulse buy Twitter. Continue reading
Ah, Spring! Robins sharing their songs, flowers beginning to bloom, and, here in Minnesota, temperatures just slightly above freezing. And the sounds of baseball–the crack of the bat! The thwack of a fastball hitting the catcher’s mitt! The back and forth of contentious labor negotiations!
Spring has meant baseball for most of my adult life. I recently read that the average age of a baseball fan now is 57 years old. Let’s just say I’m older than that, but I get why baseball doesn’t appeal to kids. It’s not fast enough for a generation raised on 15-second Tik Tok videos. To be fair, there is a lot of downtime in baseball. Continue reading