Unscientific Studies

News story seen in local newspaper:

“A Stanford University* study reveals that among freshmen, the ones who attended parties throughout the week, consistently had lower grade averages than the freshman who stayed in the dorm more.”

Wow. I am stunned.

Not at these results, but the fact that time and money were wasted on a “study” to find out something that anyone with common sense already knows to be a fact.  Let me guess – a Stanford freshman needed to do a research study and this one sounded easy (and fun) to do. I hope this same student has to do real research for their Master’s thesis. I mean they’re graduating from F&$#!!! Stanford!

Sorry for the outburst. This is one of my biggest peeves. Either do research or not. Don’t bother me with “studies” you probably made up – or as my Dad would say, “pulled out of your ass”.

And what about the Graduate student who approved this “study”- where is he/she throughout the week? At the movies, studying popcorn?…

Just sayin’

 

*  Disclaimer: I have nothing but the highest respect for  Stanford University, its educational programs, students,  hospital, or research. Just poking at them in good fun.

I Can’t Say No

I am tempted by many, many things. Things as diverse as items for sale at a flea market. I won’t go into them now because I can say “no” to them without much difficulty.

Popcorn, however, is a different matter.

PopcornI can’t get enough of it. One little microwave bag can hold me for a while, when I’m desperate, but this girl needs the mega bucket at the movies. If at home, I sweet talk hubby into making the “good stuff” using a beat-up old pan, on the stove, popping a huge batch of white popcorn in butter flavored Crisco. Salted well, of course. He has perfected this skill. No doubt because of constant practice.

Popcorn

My favorite son-in-law uses a large old-fashioned popcorn machine to make a large bin of movie-style popcorn right there in the family room. He, my daughter, and granddaughter also love popcorn. So why do they make fun of me? It’s healthier for me than potato chips or sweets. So what if I want it every night for dessert? And every day packed in my briefcase to take to work and eat with my lunch?

Popcorn Go ahead and jest. Just pass the popcorn!