Sunday, Oct. 23, 2005
I got an email from one of my former news listeners, and they provided me with a link to a site called Damn Interesting. And it is. I particularly found this entry to be fascinating. It proposes that obesity may be more literally an epidemic than we'd originally supposed - because it might be the result of a virus.
Sound crazy? Well, keep in mind that at one point we believed ulcers to be solely caused by stress. We know now that they are caused by bacteria. (Though obviously stress is an aggravating factor.)
Honestly, I think it would be a godsend if they proved the virus to be responsible for an overweight state. Now whether or not it could be eradicated is another story. We know that dental caries (cavities) is a communicable disease. Nobody's found a cure yet. I don't know if anybody's looking or not. But if obesity has a viral origin, it could have enormous implications. Pun intended. Aside from the author's supposition that fat people would potentially be quarantined, I mean. Consider all of the health risks now associated with obesity. What if it isn't just the actual fat causing the health problems, but the underlying disease, and fat is merely one of the symptoms? We'd be looking at an immunization a few years down the line, and possibly treatment for obesity that involves antivirals.
The presuppositions were that avoirdupois was genetic. What if it was never genetic, but contagious? And those family members who didn't catch it were simply immune to the virus, as happens with other viral infections? There's almost always someone with a natural immunity.
The site presents a hodgepodge of ideas, all in journal form, in digestable bits. I just read the first few entries, but plan to go back and read further.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch...
I am assuming that Mr. Attractive is now formally history. I took a couple of folks' advice and emailed him to say, "Look, I think you're great and here's who I really am and what I'm looking for. Is that what you want, too?" I got no response, nor did I honestly expect any. Like I said, there really was zero chemistry between us except within a very, very limited box. The intellectual vs. goofball was only a part of the issue, by the way, and not even the biggest part of it.
Really, though, of all the people I've met recently, I could least imagine myself with him. I felt like we'd both be wasting our time to continue. I was willing to give it some time provided we were anywhere near the same wavelength. But it just wasn't there.
Wenchie suggested that what I articulated yesterday would make a good personal ad. I agree, and in fact reworded and shrunk it considerably and added it to my profile on one site. Hopefully it'll help narrow the field a little. If nothing else, it injects a bit of personality beyond the typical bland and wholly impersonal blurb I usually write to describe myself.
And Mr. Attractive isn't the only person with whom I've been conversing lately. I'm still hearing from new people all the time, plus I think I already mentioned the Dutchman who's in Tucson - we've been corresponding for a couple of weeks and he's certainly a fascinating individual. I've also heard more from Dr. BJ, of course (won't go there) and from an intriguing gentleman from California. I fired back a response to the fellow from the West Coast and expressed regret only that he was so far away, but he seemed undeterred by any geographical limitations, lol.
Quick backtrack here, going back a few weeks. Wenchie and I were also discussing via email what was the best place to donate for help to Katrina victims - or any disaster victims, for that matter. I've maintained throughout that I cannot support the Red Cross because of information I've gotten from countless people who have dealt with them. This entry sums up just a few of the reasons I won't donate to the RC. And I talked to one disaster relief volunteer who said they were charged for every cup of coffee and donut, so even those aren't universally paid. I have talked to families who were later billed for the Red Cross assistance they received. Yet we donate billions of dollars to this agency with the understanding that it will go to help people in need. They imply that it's given to victims of catastrophe, whereas apparently it's actually a loan. What happens to the money that's repaid? I don't have a clue.
I won't tell anybody what to do, but I do want to explain why I don't go along with a very bloated status quo.
I just went to visit 00's spot on MySpace.com. I figure if she's posting, it's not going to be an invasion of her privacy to put a link up. She's definitely got my warped sense of humor (if in doubt, check out her pictures page.) My other daughter is there, too. I guess the whole computer-geek thing runs in the family.
Youngest daughter's officially married now. In a borrowed black lace dress. I don't take responsibility for that. It was the first time I met my son-in-law and I felt awful for him; apparently his mother disowned him for marrying now. It wasn't the who, it was the when, from what I understand. Either way, the boy didn't deserve it.
His parents were not there, needless to say. He still went through with it.
The JP who married them was a trip. He was the personification of Judge Stone from Night Court. Remember that show? This guy even had a little of that look. He was a total crackup. But also very sweet in talking to the kids. Considering the rough start with the boy's parents, I am really glad they at least had a little outside backup. Of course my sis and I were there to let the boy know he's welcome in our family. He hasn't been here long enough to be frightened by that fact.
Incidentally, supposedly the facial hair was coming off the next day or two. It wasn't a big deal to me, one way or another, though I think without it he'll be too cute for words. A fact which he will no doubt hate.
Well, I'm going to sign off and make a couple of phone calls, and get some work done here at the house. I did dishes today and that's pretty much the only thing I've accomplished all weekend.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )