you da fool

I know, I know, it's a bit early, but I was having a crappy dream, which reminds me suddenly of the time I messed my bed.
It was very weird.
Very, very weird.
I was sleeping in my flat in South Africa.



















I woke up and my sheets were soiled. (I now use those sheets on the guest bed only)
I was horrified and mortified.
I had never done this before, as I certainly don't suffer from a weak asshole, which I proved yesterday by jumping up and down on the bed whilst retaining. I did this for the ACER promotional video, which didn't download in the end. Poo hoo.















I'm tigressing, but long story short, that night, the husband of my neighbor, who lives above my flat, died.
He died from a spider bite that had happened a few days before.
It was very sudden and unexpected and involved  a lot  of what had just happened to me in my bed.
It was as if I had mimicked him in his death throes.
Like I said, weird.
But I tigressed too much.















It's time to educate one of my readers on molasses.
It's the 'anon', who only writes in lower-case and can't punctuate.
Here was her message under my post about looking forward to skiing and how the molasses I had quaffed on Friday at school had given me a 'high'.

its just a sugar high you fool

'You fool'?
Sigh.
Not.
You da fool.
Molasses is a by-product of sugar after all the crappy sugar in it has been refined, such refined sugar then ends up in your soft drink of choice.

The thick, sticky leftovers are instead full of essential minerals and vitamins, including potassium and magnesium, known to help alleviate depression.
I get the good stuff, you get the poison. Seems fitting, if you ask me.
Therefore, the 'sugar high' you talk of does not exist in molasses.
The sugar at that point has left the building.

Molasses also contains uridine, which has been found to ease the toxic effects of chemotherapy and may help prevent cellular damage and liver dysfunction associated with other medications.
Let me tigress slightly here. As if I haven't already!
Isn't the Internet a blessing when it comes to being able to learn more about how to stay healthy and/or understand any serious health condition one might have.
If the Internet had not been around in 2003, I would have had a complete hysterectomy there and then.
Uh.
Instead I did hours and hours of research in the library in Stratford-Upon-Avon

Library doors I have walked through and a chav on a bench

Which resulted in being able to discuss my condition with the surgeon, and how I thought it was a tad radical to be whipping it all out when nobody quite knew how serious it was yet.
The surgeon concurred,
'Fair enough. We only wanted to do the full hysterectomy so that we wouldn't have to do two operations on you if we found anything worrying in the histology report on your other ovary. Operations drain the NHS of its funds.'
Yeah, whatever, but big phew, I got to wake up with my hormone-producing tackle intact.
It turned out that the other ovary was fine but I had to wait 10 days to find out.
That was a long 10 days.
Thank you Internet for being there so that I could go to forums regarding the condition and hunt and gather other peoples experiences and opinions and then make my own well-researched decision.
Oops, I tigressed.

Here are some interesting facts about molasses.
Did you know that molasses is mostly sent off to be used in livestock feed.
I mean, think about it, cowboy, I do, there's A LOT of sugar refining going on in the world each and every day. Which means there's a lot of molasses to get rid of.
It's a bit sweet, pardon the pun, to be giving the good stuff to the cattle, and the bad stuff to us, but hey ho, that's Food Terrorism for you.


Did you also know that in 1919, in Boston, there was a Molasses Tsunami, 13 feet high.
14,000 tonnes of thick syrup rolled down the street, eventually killing 21 and injuring 150.