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Friday, April 14, 2017

The Writer's Life 4/14 - Believe It or Not

From the NY Post, edited by yours truly: Researchers at George Mason University have created a synthetic version of an antimicrobial compound using a substance in the blood of the Komodo. It appears to help wounds heal faster and kill a type of bacteria often found in infections. So far it has been tested only on the lesions of mice. The discovery may eventually lead to the development of a new type of antibiotic. Approximately 23,000 Americans die each year from antibiotic-resistant infections. Here's a pic of the critter:

Also in the Post, in my own words: It is believed Eli Manning has been involved in the hawking of fake sports memorabilia. The Post is convinced of his complicity, Yahoo Sports not so sure. Why would he do it? Are his astronomical salary and endorsements not providing enough income? This is a blow to his squeaky-clean image. If he's guilty, a long suspension is in order. And if that happens, Giants' brass should think about calling Tony Romo.

From Yahoo Sports, in my own words: In 2015 baseball Hall of Famer Rod Carew, 71, suffered a massive  heart attack doctors dubbed a “widow-maker.” In December he received a heart and kidney transplant. As chance would have it, his donor was an ex-pro athlete - Konrad Reuland, a tight end who played in the NFL from 2011-16, including four starts in 2015 with the Ravens. He died in December at age 29 of a brain aneurysm.

Also from Yahoo, in my own words: The Seattle Mariners have a surprise hit in the concession market - toasted grasshoppers from Poquitos, a Mexican restaurant. Sprinkled with a chili-lime salt, they're called chapulines. More than 18,000 grasshoppers have been sold - more than the restaurant sells in a year. The cost is $4, eaten by the bowl or in a taco.

My thanks to the kind folks who bought books in Russian, and to the woman who purchased The Purpose Driven Life: What on Earth Am I Here For? by Rick Warren, and another self-help book; and to the woman who bought the Best of Jim Croce CD, and to the one who bought the Terminator 2 (1991) DVD. I was relieved that no donations came in today. There's a little more room in my trunk. My arms are fatigued from carrying the jammed-packed crates. I shouldn't complain. It's only ten minutes of hard work per session... Best of luck to Maddy Cruz, who worked in a nearby law office. She's taken another job in a different neighborhood. I'll miss her sunny presence.
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