Good morning, and welcome to today’s edition of Hunky Hump Day.
I heard that one of Bob Marley’s grandsons passed away. Never a good thing, especially one only 31 years old. So I picked one of his uncle’s songs for today.
Time to see some men.
Birthday boy Carlos Cuevas
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Second look.
Some Star Trek guy I don’t remember.
Also birthday boy Joe Manganiello.
Birthday boy and fake redhead for Carin.
Last, but not least. (Yes, he plays for the other team.)
And that will have to do.
Thanks to Pirate’s Cove for the links every week. Y’all have a good day.
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Up again after 3 – 4 hours sleep. Congrats mare on the new grandbaby! I knew you had the one and knew about this one coming…but where did the 3rd sneak in? Happy for you. I have nothing like that kind of joy to look forward to. My son isn’t dating and my 30 year old SIL is terrified at the thought of kids.
Regarding roamies links about jab contamination…which includes flu, MMR, gardisil. Is that normal to have some contaminants? Shouldn’t the making of vaccines have strict “recipes”…as in same stuff in the same quantities per shot?
So are the real anti-vaxxers correct in their suspicions that vaccines are harming babies/children…because of sloppy manufacturing?
Btw, Merry Christmas. I survived the taking of the dinner to my parents. Barely. My mom was ornery AF and gave me indigestion.
My type 1 diabetic nephew worries me. He’s 16. “Oh, I’m pretty picky when it comes to food.” He eats no vegetable. He ate a large quantity of ham, a roll, a stack of cookies and strudel. That was it. If that is the way he eats, and it is as his dad says his A1C is insanely high, he will have a bad event sooner than later. I hope he survives.
One of my takeaways from the Covid faux-vaccine kerfuffle was the effect on people, including me, with regard to vaccine skepticism in general.
Other than a concern at the exploding number and frequency of vaccines in recent years compared with when I was a whippersnapper, I had no other concerns. Now I’m wondering how effective the vaccines are in preventing disease and mortality versus causing harm to children and adults.
I saw a headline about an increase in measles due to vaccine hesitancy recently but didn’t read the article. All is proceeding as the conspiracy theorists foretold.
I just searched for anything about the topic and saw articles from last week all the way back to early in 2022. So this is not brand new
Part of me wonders whether this is all part of the psyop to increase uptake of the mRNA jabs by scaring parents with diseases known to be harmful to children.
Two or three years ago I wouldn’t have had that thought.
Pediatric diabetic management is not a job I’d like, the Endocrinologists can have it. I remember a few teen girls over the years of my practice who I was impressed with by their maturity level when dealing with managing their blood sugars. Thankfully our Pediatricians gladly managed their blood sugars when they were inpatient on my service.
Ollie went to the groomer located at the Vet yesterday and practically had to be carried in the building. The Vet goes to Crossfit and this morning she told Paula she was walking down the stairs and she heard a dog barking/whining/moaning uncontrollably and poked her head in the grooming room only to see Ollie as the source. The girl who does the grooming held her hands up and said, “The only thing I’ve done is turn the water on!” He’s a little dramatic
When did the uptick in autism begin? When I was a kid, there might have been the occasional “off” kid in one’s school. I knew of one in grade school. Don’t think it was autism. Older he got, the worse it seemed to get.
Never heard “autism” until I studied it in college. By the time my kids were in school, you heard about it everywhere, along with ADD….and medicating boys for being boys. Mid to late 90s.
My nephew’s doctor and his parents needs to do a better job of putting the fear of God in the kid. It doesn’t help that my sister doesn’t cook, works odd shifts, and has a husband who doesn’t want the responsibility.
I can’t say anything without fear of getting my head bit off. But I know of 4 type 1s. Three were lazy. Of those three…
– one went into a coma, died in his sleep..
– one had both feet removed, one above..one below the knee. Died within a year after because continued to be lazy and depression of losing ability to walk.
– one is still alive but has periodic bad events and is sterile because he sucks at taking care of himself and his wife can only do so much. She was dealt a shitty hand, imo.
The fourth person takes meticulous care of her sugars but it’s not a guarantee that damage won’t be done. Something is going amiss with her eyes directly related to the diabetes. No permanent damage…yet.
I want to relate that to my sister, but my husband says to stay out of it.
I’m not sure Beasn as my experience mirrors yours. There’s probably a good reason it’s Autism Spectrum Disorder, from mild to severe and everything in between. A search for Autism prevalence over time shows a rapid increase over the past 50 years. Etiology of that is beyond my simple understanding.
Shots + plastics + pesticides + shit food + too much sugar = guys like Swawell and Hogg.
I knew one kid with Type 1 and he was on my HS football team. We all were aware and would steer him towards the orange juice if he was getting goofy. This was well before insulin pumps and finger stick glucose monitors.
My cousin Laurie had a kid with Type I, he’s in his late 20’s now, maybe older. I last saw him at my Aunt Mary’s funeral before Y2K since they live in FL. Anyway, he’s been at death’s door more than a few times according to my mother’s account. Since she’s been gone 2 years now I haven’t had any updates but the last one was pretty bad, like Last Rites bad.
Those 4 peoples…late 30s to early 40s.
Oh, I forgot about Brent…but he takes care of himself.
My nephew is supposed to get a pump but not sure that will happen if he can’t get his A1C down to a reasonable level.
The third guy above, I worked with him and he got goofy once. Had to feed him a snickers and once revived, made him go eat his lunch, of which was half crap. He married another coworker, nicest person you’d ever meet. Her grandmother raised her because she was a product of an uncle raping her bio mom. She worked two jobs to keep a roof over her and granny’s head…and the rest of her slacker family when they got tossed out of their rentals. Then she met the goofball she wound up marrying. She desperately wanted a baby…but alas, dopey type 1 husband can’t take care of himself. At least her unwed sisters are pumping them out so she can have baby therapy.
wakey wakey
The only person I know with Type I was my sil. Was. She died around 45 years old.
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Whose turn is it to smear warm buttered oatmeal on the hump? I needs my beauty treatment!
The kitchen cabinets in my house were built by a guy with Type I DM. I only know that because his wife is a PT and they came to one of my Christmas parties way back when I first moved here. The woman who owned the house previously hired him well before I bought this place. His son is a CRNA and last I talked with him a couple of years ago he said he was just about blind now. She donated a kidney to him along the way. Something tells me he wasn’t as careful with his sugars as he could have been.
https://tenor.com/view/embarrased-not-me-i-didnt-do-it-dogs-cute-gif-9549961
I don’t think you understand what a privilege this is.
Dang, I’m allergic to oatmeal.
Well you don’t have to eat it, silly. Just…*throws tarp off*…*points to gnarly crust* …try to soften that up a little please…and wear gloves so you don’t cut yourself…
You guys see this piece? I somehow missed it. https://biopolitics.substack.com/p/the-leftist-personality-left-wing?fbclid=IwAR3SXSr3pttK0eZoxqClp0E1pZZiuvuSSdonU9lYV7wlxQaWGigeFakD8FI
Mare, I’m completely jealous of your three grandchildren so I grudgingly say congrats and pretend to be 100% happy for you.
Visit with son is going well, although aside from the holiday stuff we haven’t really done a lot. The holiday stuff kind of takes over. I have today free so hopefully we can do something (although we need to renew his license, so that may be a huge time suck) .
So are the real anti-vaxxers correct in their suspicions that vaccines are harming babies/children…because of sloppy manufacturing?
Not sure if it was a link here or at Citizen Free Press that SIDS has dropped since the pandemic. Whether that’s more moms staying at home or missing vaxes in the regular schedule remains to be seen.
try to soften that up a little please…and wear gloves so you don’t cut yourself…
**puts Vicks Vaporub under nose, dons Tyvek suit, gathers scraper, loofah, GoJo degreaser, cornhusker’s lotion, and Pond’s cold cream**
Cover me, I’m going in.
YOU ARE AMAZING AT THIS
Dad had Type 1. Got it under control by diet and exercise. Went into remission just before the dementia set in. His GP at the time turned out to be pretty dubious, which led to a couple of incidents because he wasn’t taken off medication he should have been. Turned out afterwards his doc was running a pill mill, which explains why he always seemed to have pain meds for a bad back. I can’t entirely rule out a role in what eventually happened to him. Doc’s in prison now.
Yesterday morning was six years. Miss ya, old man. He deserved better, though in retrospect him not having to deal with 2020 was likely for the best.
Carin, that article is a scorcher.
Bro Tim, type I doesn’t go into remission. They have no beta cells. Or not enough to matter.
I read the highlights to my son. He loved it.
I have my Types turned around then. It’s been a while.
The background that says “what the hell is Kwanza is pretty fricking funny.
I’ve known plenty of short men who were conservative, and tall men who were total soy, so I question the correlation strength there.
Also, brain cells, not many left.
Strength and height are not related. Soy can be tall or short – I think the operative idea is “ready for battle”. Ethan is under 5’5″. No one would doubt that he is ready for battle.
Yeah, same here (under 5’5″, at least now). I’m not battle ready these days, but I’m still physically present and able, and I’ve not chosen to be underhanded to get ahead at any point. Slacked off, sure, but that’s because I’m lazy and easily contented.
Why is this all so predictable? when you click through, you find all the usual suspects. Jonah. Allah. David French. Gab.
^^Watch until the end, they show a close-up.
I own an earpiece Mare. I swear I’m not a Fed.
My codpiece is a whole other story
Hey guys!! It appears that monkeypox affects men, and tranwomen exactly the same.
Perhaps Monkey pox is transphobic to not recognize the difference?
Silly Monkey, Pox is for everyone.
So I’ve been reading headlines about George Santos, newly elected House member from Long Island, over the past few days. I haven’t paid too much attention to them but my understanding is he claims to be gay but was married to a woman in the past and claimed to be Jewish but isn’t and even claimed to attend a school but didn’t and possibly more. So far he’s doing the Democrat move of laughing at the critics and offering up half ass excuses that don’t pass the straight face test.
While I don’t condone the lying I do approve of the FU attitude because we all know if the parties were reversed we’d be labeled all the things for simply calling attention to it. Unless he turns out to be a flake of some sort or a lightning rod like MTG this will all be forgotten by MLK Day or, at the latest, Valentine’s Day.
I always felt/feel sorry for Type I diabetics. My mom was a very bad Type II. Her endocrinologist told her not to worry about diet or exercise, just manage her insulin. The Dr I fired last year, wanted to put me on an $800 medication. Insurance took it down to $133. I upped my steps and went back to counting carbs. Lost weight and dropped my A1C to 7.5. I actually got in an argument with my moms endocrinologist over ice cream. I told my mom to reduce the amount of ice cream to 1/3 of a cup. Endocrinologist told my mom to eat as much ice cream as she wants, just increase her insulin to counter balance. My main focus is staying off insulin. My dentist and my optometrist work with me about my Type II.
Your mom’s endocrinologist is a fucking incompetent.
https://www.revolver.news/2022/12/dr-mccullough-pre-pandemic-myocarditis-4-cases-million-yr-now-25000-cases-million-yr-on-shot-2-or-3/
I was looking for a recipe. Found a youtube video of said recipe. The video shows only the hands of the person putting the ingredients together but they are fat person hands. You know the kind, pale and doughy and instead of proper knuckles at the joints, they have dimples.
I am a bad person because when I find such videos I click away from them and try to find another one. I don’t want to make what she’s making or eat what she’s having.
Lumps, agreed. I didn’t need COVID to lose faith in medical professionals. My dad insisted we not go to optometrists. I started seeing Dr Giron 13 years ago. She discovered my macular problems. Sent me to Eye Associates. She has been monitoring my eyes ever since. She went into private practice two years ago. Optometrist. I can’t spell ophthalmology. 30 years of seeing ophthalmologists, and they didn’t catch my eye issues.
Here’s a dilemma for you: Your hump can be slathered in hot buttered oatmeal exactly in the manner you most enjoy … but only by fat hands.
I work with multiple recently diagnosed Type IIs. No nutritionist. Dan was recently diagnosed as pre-diabetic. No nutritionist. They keep adjusting down the definition of Type II. 125 when I was diagnosed. 115 now. Dan was 105. My Dr in 2008 didn’t tell me I was diabetic. Sent me to a nutritionist. The nutritionist told me. I told her “I don’t math.” She told me “You will.” Dan was allowed to attend. He does ALL the cooking. When I was diagnosed, a CoW was diagnosed with Type I. Hubby and kids refused to cooperate with her new lifestyle. She was always so sad. Dan threw out everything in the pantry I could no longer eat. He’s moderated and accepts the measuring cup life.
I trust fat chefs, just not morbidly obese ones.
https://www.realityslaststand.com/p/my-employer-risked-its-core-mission
Leon, why are TV chefs not gloved or hairnetted? Most shows don’t pass minimum food rules.
TV chefs
You answered it when you asked it.
There’s also the fact that they are — in theory — teaching the home audience how to do what they do. You don’t glove up to cook for yourself and your family, and neither do they.
The Josh Slocum link was good reading, Lumpy.
Pope Francis says BXVI is very ill and near death.
Going to be tough times for beniplenists if he goes before Francis. They’ll suddenly be another splinter of Sedes.
My mom always chastised me for watching Julia Child, citing her crappy hygiene. “She tastes stuff with her finger and then keeps touching food with it!”
I have a dim childhood memory that she dropped a layer of cake on the floor and picked it up and just carried on with the recipe.
We watch a lot of cooking shows. Dropped food is immediately disqualified. No 5 second rule.
Double dip? Straight to jail.
My biggest peeve is chicken. Cross contamination EVERY SINGLE DAY. My Grammo had a fancy wood stove. Cast iron. Hot water container. Long story short, waves at HS, I took multiple food safety classes at work. There is no reason mi familia survived. We should’ve died every day for 100 years. I suggested parasites and bacterial build up.
Well, this was the beginning of the cooking show as a genre and she probably didn’t think to have back up cake layers, and certainly didn’t have a lot of planning for editing these events out of the show, so what was she going to do for the rest of the show?
I gave her a break and laughed. It’s not like I’m on the camera crew gonna eat that shit.
I watch the French dude that she promoted. Jacques Pequin? I dunno. I just know that he is awesome.
His arthritic hands. He loves food.
Pepin. He is great. I could watch him bone a chicken all day.
Chiming in on Autism spectrum. I was different. My mom didn’t understand. Navy docs thought Munchausen by proxy. 1964. In early 80s, while being treated for eating disorder, I was diagnosed with Asperger’s. In school, I was a SPED. A “R” word.
Anything more pathetic than someone that believes their vote matters?
I’m chatting with a Trumper. CoW is listening. CoW “After talking to Oso, I have nightmares about what to expect for my kids.” Trumper “You should. I fear for my children and grandchildren.” Oso “We couldn’t have kids. Pfft.” CoW asked what she needs to do. Trumper “Prep prep prep. Guns and Ammo. Food. Everything they tell you what crazy peoples do, you need to do.”
The NBA heard you Mrs Peel: “The NBA’s Plan to Stop Runaway Offenses Is a Crackdown on Walking”
— During the highest-scoring era in decades, NBA officials look to balance the scales with a dramatic uptick in traveling violations
(WSJ article)
No 5 second rule.
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Due to inflation it’s been rewritten and is now the 10 Second Rule
I worked in food service a lot in the 90’s and was at IHOP for a while. I don’t recall ever wearing a hairnet though at IHOP we had those tall hats. Certainly didn’t wear any gloves. We just made sure we washed our hands a lot. It was fine.
Nothing tests my love more than Dan watching MSM. I’m livid. He can shove whatever he’s making for dinner up his ass. Trash.
Mitch, we’re hairnets and gloves for 10 years.
I never watched all that much of Julia Child but one episode I saw really stands out in my mind. She was making something called Pressed Duck and had this gizmo that would compress the duck. I had never heard the term pressed duck before and she kept saying it over and over again with her accent and it just cracked me up for some reason.
Pressed duck is revolting. I don’t know why, but it has always struck me as peculiarly over the top and disgusting as a food. The blood which is deliberately retained during slaughter, the marrow, the “other juices,” pressed from the bones and carcass, used as sauce, bleargh.
French remain wild Gauls.
Crap. I’m this close to remembering my Caesar. Gallia est omnes en tres partes.
Nobody is going to snicker at Laura’s “bone a chicken” comment? SMH
THANK YOU. finally
Nah. We keep boning that chicken is a more polite way than the HQ.
Got a lot done today, but, man, am I tired. Missed a friend’s birthday party – I was already home and had taken a water pill for my edema. Wish I hadn’t, it’s not making me feel any better.
I’ve boned a chick or two, if that counts.
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never wore gloves, and I handled a lot of meat. no one got sick. it’s hard to get food poisoning when you know how to clean. gloves are for people who don’t wash
Comment by Jay in Ames on December 28, 2022 10:39 pm
never wore gloves, and I handled a lot of meat.
Something you’re trying to tell us, Jay?
but of course!
Dorian enjoyed ripping paper.
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