Did you hear that McDonald's is trying out table service? Yes, while eating the least nutritional food known to man, you can now have it delivered to your table. It seems that shuffling up to the front of the line, getting your tray and gathering your own straws and napkins have just become too much. At the risk of burning a calorie, you can now have your '$1.00 heart attack in a bag' delivered to your booth, making the event even more convenient, with less of a strain. In my humble opinion, you should have to at least walk laps around the golden arches and maybe pop off a few jumping jacks in an attempt to counteract the sodium and fat. What's next-a quick angioplasty at the door and you are good to go. Thanks McDonald for looking out for us all.
And did you see that too much video gaming has now officially become an addiction? Yep, Gaming Disorder is the official name of this disease. Who didn't see that coming? No other amusement can come close to the stimulation provided by these high tech games with their graphics and sound. Can you imagine how horribly boring it would be to say, read a book, draw something or actually engage in conversation? Way lame. But an actual disorder? Put the control down and get some fresh air already. Maybe walk to the mailbox or look at the newspaper. As a person who has studied addiction, I can't wait to see the way the brain now has to be retrained. Do you gradually cut back on your gaming time or go cold turkey and just PUT DOWN THE CONTROL! Do you get a sponsor and attend meetings? Is the traditional 12 step the favored method to get you back into a society that doesn't involve staring at a screen?
AND I nearly forgot the Tide Pod Debacle. Please. The pods are for laundry. How about a dare I recently read about-throw it the washer and do your damn laundry! Sheesh...
Good gravy, we just keep digressing. Are we all destined to have a small head and a big body? Just say 'NO' and be done with it. One day at a time. Next thing you know, McDonald's will probably offer 'sofa service' to the gamers and the circle will be complete.
Now that I sound like a crabby old lady, I wish to say Happy 21st. Birthday to my nephew Steven Race. Auntie loves you very much. And a quick get well Mom, who has been struggling with some kind of Hoogala Schmoogala that has her down-flu shot be damned. The rest of you darlings have a great week. XO
2 comments:
so how many kids have you told to "get off your lawn" this week? :)
Charles-I know I sound like an old curmudgeon but I so see and increase in childhood obesity, suicide rates, depression and mental illness as well as drug use. I can go through whole young family subdivisions and not see one child on a bike or playing outside. Need I go on? Have a great week from this crabby, worried old lady.
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