We Can't Trust Pharmaceutical Companies.
period
money = greed
greed = lack of conscience
Conscience is an ability or a faculty that distinguishes whether one's actions are right or wrong. It leads to feelings of remorse when one does things that go against his/her moral values, and to feelings of rectitude or integrity when one's actions conform to our moral values.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Premarin
Premarin. Premarin is an estrogen extracted from Pregnant Mare’s Urine. We now know it is associated with an increased risk of heart disease
FIND OUT THE TRUTH ABOUT ABUSE TO HORSES & THEIR FOALS BORN AS A BY-PRODUCT OF THIS DRUG'S PRODUCTION
http://www.premarin.org/
http://www.geocities.com/shawcreekfarm/Premarin_Foals/premarin_foals.html
IT'S SAD BEYOND BELIEF!
What most of these women do not know is that 40,000 mares per year are used to produce Premarin. These horses live lives filled with suffering: they are kept continually pregnant in stalls too small for them to turn around; when they can no longer reproduce or they become lame, they follow their foals to the slaughterhouse; their meat is then sold for human consumption or dog food ...taken from http://www.lcanimal.org/invest/premarin2.htm
http://www.uan.org/index.cfm?navid=16
FIND OUT THE TRUTH ABOUT ABUSE TO HORSES & THEIR FOALS BORN AS A BY-PRODUCT OF THIS DRUG'S PRODUCTION
http://www.premarin.org/
http://www.geocities.com/shawcreekfarm/Premarin_Foals/premarin_foals.html
IT'S SAD BEYOND BELIEF!
What most of these women do not know is that 40,000 mares per year are used to produce Premarin. These horses live lives filled with suffering: they are kept continually pregnant in stalls too small for them to turn around; when they can no longer reproduce or they become lame, they follow their foals to the slaughterhouse; their meat is then sold for human consumption or dog food ...taken from http://www.lcanimal.org/invest/premarin2.htm
http://www.uan.org/index.cfm?navid=16
Friday, February 27, 2009
Monday, December 01, 2008
winter
once again winter is upon us
cold frozen wind
bites all who dares
expose themselves
I suppose it won't be long
till warm spring
forces open my doors
and windows again
now for frost proof patients
cold frozen wind
bites all who dares
expose themselves
I suppose it won't be long
till warm spring
forces open my doors
and windows again
now for frost proof patients
Thursday, May 29, 2008
aging
some days in life
age more than others
it's like I can feel
hair turning gray
in the mirror
my face hardened
in a new way
I don't like
multiple pains
of maturing
I believe
this is why
I play
hard and often
my offset
a childhood way
I refuse
to leave behind
age more than others
it's like I can feel
hair turning gray
in the mirror
my face hardened
in a new way
I don't like
multiple pains
of maturing
I believe
this is why
I play
hard and often
my offset
a childhood way
I refuse
to leave behind
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Funeral Week
Hello!
Ah, Saturday morning in Boone, Iowa.
I just put the dogs outside. Must have been foggy last night, each chain link of their dog run is covered with little frosty hairs, like frozen mold grown right out of the wire, delicate & extremely fragile. Chunks of white frost land on my black dogs as frozen night signs slip away from daylight's melting sunshine.
Barks of frustration tell of their bondage within their wire world. Lucky for those neighborhood rabbits who only search bites to eat in this winter white world.
Saturday morning brings me food shows on public television. Long past Julia Childs tempts my palete with bread as today's guest shares sourdough treats from San Francisco. I miss cooking more.
Ending this funeral week, death always prompts thought & retrospection. I did not like going to that funeral. It was a group I do not identify with. I suspect in the end, he will be declared a drug death, they say he fell & hit his head, but if that was so, we'd already confirmed that by his autopsy. Years ago, we waited over 2 months to get Gary's toxicology results. I can't believe they make anyone grieving wait that long. It's a strange world we live in.
Anyway, all those meth heads showed up, sitting it toothless rows, I watched as they squirmed, awaiting release from this pause so they could hook up and forget today's message of obvious danger and continue on their drug laden path. No sadder than any other day, it's just not often all these junkies are gathered in such neat display. And it's not often it's so in my face.
Ah, Saturday morning in Boone, Iowa.
I just put the dogs outside. Must have been foggy last night, each chain link of their dog run is covered with little frosty hairs, like frozen mold grown right out of the wire, delicate & extremely fragile. Chunks of white frost land on my black dogs as frozen night signs slip away from daylight's melting sunshine.
Barks of frustration tell of their bondage within their wire world. Lucky for those neighborhood rabbits who only search bites to eat in this winter white world.
Saturday morning brings me food shows on public television. Long past Julia Childs tempts my palete with bread as today's guest shares sourdough treats from San Francisco. I miss cooking more.
Ending this funeral week, death always prompts thought & retrospection. I did not like going to that funeral. It was a group I do not identify with. I suspect in the end, he will be declared a drug death, they say he fell & hit his head, but if that was so, we'd already confirmed that by his autopsy. Years ago, we waited over 2 months to get Gary's toxicology results. I can't believe they make anyone grieving wait that long. It's a strange world we live in.
Anyway, all those meth heads showed up, sitting it toothless rows, I watched as they squirmed, awaiting release from this pause so they could hook up and forget today's message of obvious danger and continue on their drug laden path. No sadder than any other day, it's just not often all these junkies are gathered in such neat display. And it's not often it's so in my face.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Weather Report Boone Iowa
foggy. very foggy. The whole state is covered in a thick layer, drive conditions are horrific, with visibility less .2 of a mile. Looking out I see trees and bushes, all insulated with a frozen crystal layer, like they are ice trees sprouting ice cycles shaped like branches. Tuesday we only got a few inches of snow, everything still looks clean, white and almost sterile. My yard looks suspended in it's wait for spring, hidden plants lay motionless, quietly patient. Rabbit & squirrel tracks pretty much the only decorations on my flat white lawn.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
Nikki & Jr go for a walk-Odd Garbage
Okay, so I'm not very good at posting every day. I would like to post odd garbage I find while I'm walking the dogs so
last week I found:
last week I found:
- baby bottle, full, nipple collapsed
- 1# pork sausage, packaged at a locker, and this is by far the strangest garbage. gosh just what the heck are people thinking???
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Nikki & Jr Go For a Walk- Odd Garbage
It amazes me what I find while I'm walking my dogs. Today my odd garbage find is a bag of candy. Squashed, broken open, laying in the road. I guess whoever lost this did not find satisfaction in picking it up and perhaps throwing it away in their home garbage can.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
entrances
let me in
no, let me out
how it is
I may pout
dry my tears
hold my hand
alone I live
alone I stand
tis simply
all
an illusion
no, let me out
how it is
I may pout
dry my tears
hold my hand
alone I live
alone I stand
tis simply
all
an illusion
deep breathing
yesterday I was watching tv
they requested we all take a moment
and breath deep
inhale long
exhale fully
I was surprized
what I tasted
a tear
found it's way through my throat
it tasted like pain
undigested
how in the world
can anyone exhale fully
when disappointment
blocks breath?
I would like
to find my way out
of this one mystery
and many others
Monday, November 26, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
missing computer
My computer is at the dr. I bought the extended warranty and had to use it. 10 days before it expired I rushed to the store and reluctantly gave it up. I feel like I'm missing something. It's like I'm not whole. Omg, that thing has become a part of my life I can't live without. I must face it, I'm in love with my laptop. I hope she comes home soon.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
today's news
It's state fair time in Iowa. I love to watch it on public tv, but actually going, can't say I've done that for at least 10 years. I wonder what they carved out of butter this year?
My foot has really been a bother this week. I had tons to do before next week's travel. grrrrrr not exactly as planned. I did get my room cleaned up, that's huge progress!
Tonight's outside air is warm and full of moisture. Almost feels like lotion on my skin. I'm not exactly sure of the temp, somewhere in the 70's, just perfect I'd say. Besides smelling clean and fresh it's also very comfortable and comforting in that midwestern way.
Between locusts, frogs, crickets, and several other voices, it's darn loud out! This is supposed to be the year of the 7 year locust, but it sure seems to me they hatch every year. Maybe there are different species or something. I'd think I'd notice if summer air didn't chirp with that certain chorus. Found a shell from one of those locusts who hatched out in my front flowerbed. When I get my computer back, I'll try to post a picture.
My laptop went to the dr. this week and they had to send it away. I feel as I'm missing...something. Not like an arm, but more like when I smoked cigarettes, I never left home without them and I'm never far from them. The up side is I've been writing. Putting my thoughts right to paper, ah such a novel idea that is. Don't know when my computer will return home to me. 3 days to 3 weeks was their guesstament.
I hope everyone out there is healthy and half way happy. It's a great summer, it's clicking away way too fast, but isn't that everyone's thought in August?
Enjoy yourselves and each other!!!
My foot has really been a bother this week. I had tons to do before next week's travel. grrrrrr not exactly as planned. I did get my room cleaned up, that's huge progress!
Tonight's outside air is warm and full of moisture. Almost feels like lotion on my skin. I'm not exactly sure of the temp, somewhere in the 70's, just perfect I'd say. Besides smelling clean and fresh it's also very comfortable and comforting in that midwestern way.
Between locusts, frogs, crickets, and several other voices, it's darn loud out! This is supposed to be the year of the 7 year locust, but it sure seems to me they hatch every year. Maybe there are different species or something. I'd think I'd notice if summer air didn't chirp with that certain chorus. Found a shell from one of those locusts who hatched out in my front flowerbed. When I get my computer back, I'll try to post a picture.
My laptop went to the dr. this week and they had to send it away. I feel as I'm missing...something. Not like an arm, but more like when I smoked cigarettes, I never left home without them and I'm never far from them. The up side is I've been writing. Putting my thoughts right to paper, ah such a novel idea that is. Don't know when my computer will return home to me. 3 days to 3 weeks was their guesstament.
I hope everyone out there is healthy and half way happy. It's a great summer, it's clicking away way too fast, but isn't that everyone's thought in August?
Enjoy yourselves and each other!!!
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