October

In the hall at school today I overheard two guys talking. 

Guy 1: I'd love to see the Cards take it.

Guy 2: I hate the Cards. 

Raise your hand if you've heard some sort of variation on that discussion at least once during this World Series.

As for me, I don't ever like to see a team continue to dominate and go to The Series year after year, no matter how much I love Matt Holliday. (A lot, in case you didn't know). That being said, I hate the Red Sox the very most, and I'm pulling for the Cards. 

In other news, I found this quote on Pinterest this morning.

 

I realize Ms. Lucy Maud probably wasn't talking about baseball, and was focused on crisp air and crisp leaves. I agree about the crispiness of Fall, and I especially agree with this quote because of baseball. 

I Don't Eat Birds and Other Such Nonsense.

Okay guys, so as you know, I'm a Flexitarian, which means that I don't really eat meat except for rare circumstances. I'm not morally opposed to the eating of meat, per se, I just don't like to eat it unless I have to. I am, however, scared to death of eating birds after a partial reading of Jonathan Safran Foer's Eating Animals. In all seriousness, I can't remember the last time I ate chicken or turkey (oh, wait, yes I do. It was at work and I cheated with deli sliced turkey of all things). Until yesterday.

Yesterday I had a lunch date with a new boy. He was charming and funny and to top it off he made us lunch for a picnic in the park. It included delicious peach-glazed chicken. I hadn't told him that I don't eat birds. So I just ate it. Straight up ate it. An entire chicken breast guys. And then I died. Literally. Not literally, because then I wouldn't be writing this post. But seriously guys, eating birds freaks me out.

A Follow Up To My Last Post

Does anyone else think it's ironic that after my last post, today I'm sitting in a lecture on how to treat STDs?

Awkward Abbreviations

I'm currently reading an article about nutritional support of critically ill patient.
It abbreviates standard as STD.
So I'm reading about STD therapy.
My advice to the authors?
Next time, choose a different abbreviation.

On Caffeine

On an unrelated note: I'm going to post about caffeine here and as part of the post, I'm going to use the three-letter f-word. As a recompense for that, I have already touched my stomach with both my hands and said, "I'm sorry. I love you," even though I'm not technically calling myself the three-letter f-word in this post.  

Dr. Michelle May once said, "Dieting is to overeating what caffeine is to chronic insomnia."

So, we all know I'm obsessed with not dieting (if you don't know that, ask me about my doctorate project sometime), but my relationship with caffeine, while less well-documented, is similar to my tumultuous relationship with Facebook. I quit drinking caffeine for months, sometimes years, at a time and then I spend a few long days in the hospital (as in, for work, not for illness) and next thing you know, I'm sucking down Diet Coke and Diet Dr. Pepper like there's it's my only source of clean water. Which leads to 2 things:

1. An unnecessarily screwy (derived from the baseball term: screwball) sleep schedule 

2. Feeling generally unhealthy, unfit, and cranky 

Based on my quick NIH search, drinking of diet soda has been associated with depression, metabolic syndrome and type 2 diabetes. 

The ever-wise Greg Behrendt once wrote, "Don't put it into your body if it will make you a sad fatty." Granted, I might have sort of paraphrased that, but I think you'll let it slide since it helps me make my point: 

Diet Soda can make you a sad fatty

And it's time for me to be done with that business.  

So, here I am, saying to you, Internet, that I am giving up diet soda. Not in the sense that I will never drink it again, not in the sense that I'm going on a diet from diet soda, but in the sense that I am going to find a balance in life that includes appropriate sleep and exercise, and I will no longer rely on caffeine as my personality, intelligence, and substitute sleep. 

As my friend Gary once said, "I either have to get enough sleep or suffer the tired consequences." 

And on that note, I'm going to turn off the Dodgers game (tied in the bottom of the sixth) and go to bed.

Sweet uncaffeinated dreams to you. 

Things I Wouldn't Want Wikipedia to Say About Me

From the Wikipedia  article "Jeremy Giambi"

"Like his older more successful major league baseball playing brother Jason, Jeremy Giambi attended South Hills High School...."

OUCH. 

"Older more successful major league baseball playing..."

OUCH.