What the hell is going on?

During the recent hoilday break, my various travels took me, among other places to McAllister's Deli in Rock Hill, North Cacalacky. A decent enough place, kind of like Subway meets Crapplebee's with some jerseys of the local high schools hanging all over the place. While placing my order, I noticed a sign taped to the front of the register explaining that in the interest of their customers, McAllister's had/has suspended the use of green onions across their menu. Fearing that I had missed the memo during all my running about, I inquired as to the problem with green onions. The guy behind the counter explained that the fine folks that were harvesting the stuff had come down with a bit of the old Hepatitis and were spreading the wealth, so to speak. News to me and seeing as I'm not really in the market for incurable/deathly viruses, no green onions it shall be. Then he told me that the sign had been up for about a year. I would think that by now they have 'cleaned' things up but maybe not.

But it doesn't end there....

Feinstein plans bill package to reduce perchlorate risks

I know, you're thinking just like I did: 'Where's the fun?' Everybody's favorite chemical is turning up in some rather unexpected places. And it's not all good:

"U.S. Sen. Dianne Feinstein said Wednesday that she plans to introduce legislation in January that would help identify and clean sources of perchlorate, a contaminant that is turning up in food and water across the nation."

Perchlorate? Sounds like it could be the 'good-times' version of Percodan. All the party, none of drooling on yourself. As it turns out, not so much:

" Perchlorate is both naturally occurring and man-made. Most of the perchlorate manufactured nationwide is used as the primary ingredient in rocket fuel."

I have kidded around about having to watch what I say in the past but this seems almost surreal. Could there be truth to my description of so many high octane Zinfandels? It usually goes something like this: 'a delicate balace of Jet fuel and an IHOP syrup wheel'.

Glenn: 'The worlds a crazy place.'

HI: 'Someone ought to sell tickets.'

Glenn: 'Hell, I'd buy one.'

(For the record, those last three lines are from the movie 'Raising Arizona'. It is without a doubt, the finest movie ever made. In my time, I have found almost no situation in life where one couldn't directly quote from it. Check it out, seriously.)