Mishmash Musings

Have you heard about the problems U.S. goaltender Ryan Miller has been having with the helmet he’s using for the Olympics? It’s the one pictured to the left here, and apparently the IOC has rules prohibiting “advertising slogans”, so they take issue with the “Miller Time” phrase painted on the back. The IOC didn’t like “Matt Man” either, even though it was just a tribute to Miller’s cousin Matt who died from cancer three years ago at age 18.

Man, I don’t see what the big deal is. It’s not like he had a big click here with a website address painted on the helmet… His name is Miller, so Miller Time seemed like a natural phrase to use. It’s not like he’s endorsing the beer. At least the IOC realized it was going to far with the Matt Man thing and allowed Miller to keep that slogan on. Wow, are these “games” stuffy or what? No wonder I stopped watching years and years ago!

No offense, but how idiotic does someone have to be in order to get injured by a stupid video game system like the Nintendo Wii??? I just read an article that says injuries from playing Wii are on the rise, according to the New England Journal of Medicine. At first I thought the article was going to focus on senior citizens and talk about arthritis treatments or something. After all, I know that retirement homes have been using Wiis to help keep residents active, and that age group would seem to be more prone to that type of problem anyway.

But actually, the article doesn’t name a specific age group when talking about the Wii mishaps. It seems that people are falling off the three-inch high Wii Balance Board (are you kidding me???). The article also cites “head injuries” that can occur from playing Wii in confined spaces. WTF is that all about?

I swear, some people….

I spent most of today sorting through and printing a bunch of digital photos that we’ve taken over the past year and a half or so. I had half an album left over from the last time I did this, and was amazed to see how much I’ve aged in that short time!!! I look so young in pics snapped just two years ago compared to now. Wow. I wonder if that’s just me being hard on myself or if I’m just not taking good enough care of my face. Seriously, I need to check into some youthology products or something. Pronto.

At any rate, I feel a bit more organized now that I’ve printed out our most recent pictures. I’ve got to start doing this more often, though. I had a LOT of snaps to go through — and I don’t even think we take that many pictures to begin with! Maybe I’ll start doing this every three months instead of every 18. That should make the task a bit more manageable.

I somehow tweaked my ankle during a recent jogging session. I didn’t step the wrong way or notice the injury as it happened, so I don’t think it’s very serious. But at the same time, it definitely hurts (even when I’m not walking), so I’m going to have to stay off it for a while. That means I’ll probably have to limit myself to the very low-impact ellipticals when I go to the gym for the next couple of weeks. I hate to break off my training schedule like this because the last time I did so it took me forever to get back up to speed, but there’s no way I’m going to risk further damage by continuing to run on a bad ankle. Oh, well!

I know you’re supposed to clean out your medicine cabinet periodically to get rid of medicines that have expired, but I rarely remember to do it. I started going through mine for the first time in about five years today, and ended up dumping a bunch of stuff. I had old prenatal vitamins from when I was pregnant SEVEN years ago, a bunch of half-filled bottles of prescription meds from various illnesses, and the usual expired cold medicines and Tylenol bottles. Boy does it feel good to remove all that clutter!

BTW, I wish this was my medicine cabinet, but it’s not. I found it on a site called Restoration Hardware, and I simply love it! Whenever I get enough extra cash saved up, I’m going to order this!

I cannot fucking stand food snobs — the kind of people who are all like, “Ewww, McDonald’s is so gross. How can you eat there? It’s not even food!” Yeah, whatever. How about you mind your own fucking business. When I don’t like something you’re about to eat, do I go on and on about how gross it is when the item is halfway to your mouth? Have some common sense.

And yeah, maybe if someone ate at McDonald’s every single day, you could say something sarcastic about the food killing them, but a couple times a month isn’t going to do a whole lot of damage in the long run.

So you snobs can stick to your organic this and vegan that. Just let me eat whatever the fuck I want without having to listen to your inane comments.

Like most people, I enjoy the great commercials that air during the Super Bowl. I just wonder why the ads can’t be this creative all year round! Anyway, this one from Doritos cracked me up!

Wow, I know teen pregnancy is on the rise again in this country, but wtf is up with preteen pregnancy??? I just read that an 11-year-old girl in the Northeast (nothing more specific than that was stated) gave birth to a baby boy last week. The child and her child are both doing fine. No names have been released in order to protect the anonymity of the family.

It doesn’t say how the girl got pregnant. Let’s just hope it was from her own choices and not from having someone else’s will forced on her. Kind of an odd thing to wish that an 11-year-old was having consensual sex, but there ya go.

I think this is pretty crazy, especially because the grandmother sounded rather supportive in the article. Giving birth at 11??? That baby could be her brother, ffs. I need a moment to wrap my head around this!

(AP Photo)