Friday, February 15, 2013
Alhambra Coin
If you're looking for a smart graduation gift or a precious coming-of-age, sweet-16 gift, consider some of the gifts from Alhambra Coin. I've purchased gifts for friends and relatives here over the years, and the staff is always friendly and helpful. They have an entire line of gift products, some more affordable than others.
Alhambra Coin Center
Local (626) 282-1151
Toll Free 1-800-932-2646
Fax (626) 282-4694
Toll Free 1-800-932-2646
Fax (626) 282-4694
254 East Main Street
Alhambra CA 91801
Alhambra CA 91801
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This is a spectacular prediction by Jim Sinclair:
Where Do You Stand on the 2nd Amendment?
For those interested, know that there is a firing range near San Gabriel in the city of Rosemead below the 60 Freeway in the County Park called Whittier Narrows. Here is their website. Their Winter Schedule is here:
WINTER SCHEDULE
Tuesday & Friday, 10am to 4pm ( last call @ 3pm)
Wednesday & Thursday, 10am to 8pm (last call @ 7pm)
Saturday & Sunday, 8am to 4pm (last call @ 3pm)
Closed Mondays
PHONE NUMBER
626-579-5201
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Asteroid 2012 DA14
Here is an animated version of Asteroid 2012 DA14's flight path.
Here is footage of what it felt and looked like from inside an office.
And here is what it looked like in the sky. In one of the following videos, the meteor sounds like a bomb going off as it passes overhead. Incredible.
Friday, February 8, 2013
WHAT'S IN THAT SPECIAL SAUCE? MSG.
BEWARE: DEADLY MSG IS THE SPECIAL SAUCE AT CHUNG KING
Friday, February 7, 2013
It is always a very dangerous enterprise when you go out to eat anywhere. As Karen DeKoster states, you're dealing with the military industrial food complex that packages and sells junk food, not unlike street drugs. I know that sounds extreme, but extreme reactions from these foods do occur. Ever seen or heard an ambulance show up to a restaurant? Well . . . . Last night I was out with a friend at Chung King Restaurant in San Gabriel.
I picked the restaurant. I'd never eaten here before. It is often packed, so that told me that the place was good. Maybe for some people. It was not good for me and was not good to me. The service was good enough. The waitresses were kind. Though they certainly could not care. I wanted to stay away from meat. The last time that I ate meat at a Chinese restaurant was at Newport Seafood (see above) and I almost died from MSG allergic shock. There I ordered fried shrimp. Well, the same thing happened tonight. But all that I ordered was a cabbage dish, a spicy cabbage dish. The description stated that the dish was made with a secret sauce. Secret because they don't want to tell you that MSG is in the food. The Chinese waiters and waitresses will tell you that there is no MSG. They're lying. Think about it. There is no way that you're going to get a Chinese worker making a few dollars an hour, and lucky to have a job to stay in America, to tell you the truth about their business that will send business away. No way. This is not prejudice or bias. This is unethical business practice. Despite all of the eulogizing about how small businesses are what keep America running, let's rewrite that and say healthy businesses that provide a safe product or service. Anyway, I got home from Chung King and almost died. I felt that I lapsed into a kind of anaphylactic shock. So I got online to see what Mike Adams recommends to treat MSG allergies. Here is what I found. He says that cream of tartar relieves the symptoms because of its alkalinity. Well, I took some baking soda earlier to see if that could relieve my symptoms. A little. But I am still suffering from headaches and stiff and sore muscles. I will write a letter to the owner tomorrow, telling him about my allergic shock from their food. The friend that I was with ordered a fish soup. I'd had fish soup before. This tasted similarly. Though I think that it was the sauce of the cabbage that caused my allergic shock, it may also have been due to the fish in the fish soup. What's also important to know is that MSG comes in a variety of different names. Bardot says that MSG comes in the following names:
Here are some of the names used to refer to MSG; there are others. Yeast nutrient, calcium caseinate, sodium caseinate, textured protein, monopotassium glutamate, autolyzed yeast, yeast extract, yeast food, hydrolyzed corn gluten, natrium glutamate, hydrolyzed protein, carrageenan, maltodextrin, natural beef flavoring, natural pork flavoring, whey protein protease, malt extract, malt flavoring, natural chicken flavoring, soy protein isolate, citric acid, ultra-pasteurized, anything that's enzyme modified, soy sauce, soy sauce extract, whey protein concentrate, stock, broth, bouillon, pectin, soy protein, soy protein concentrate, barley malt, whey protein isolate, protease enzymes, anything protein fortified, flavors and flavoring, natural flavor and flavoring, fermented foods, enzymes, seasonings.
So just because a packaged food isn't labeled MSG, doesn't mean it doesn't have any. Like I said, pharmaceutical-military-industrial-complex. Ugh! They're trying to kill people. They make you sick. If you go to the hospital you get sicker. A dear friend of mine had surgery recently to remove a tumor on one of her adrenal glands. The doctors insisted that it should be removed. She trusts her doctors. They removed it and now she has lost a tremendous amount of energy. She sleeps all day. She's had to surrender her job. They've got her on anti-nausea medication to keep her from vomiting. I mean the healthcaresystem in this country is deadly. And with Obamacare the federal government is forcing it on everybody? And this isn't fascism? Yes, I exercised bad judgment in selecting this place, but this business exercises bad judgment in administering poison in its food. This guy has a different opinion.
Friday, February 7, 2013
It is always a very dangerous enterprise when you go out to eat anywhere. As Karen DeKoster states, you're dealing with the military industrial food complex that packages and sells junk food, not unlike street drugs. I know that sounds extreme, but extreme reactions from these foods do occur. Ever seen or heard an ambulance show up to a restaurant? Well . . . . Last night I was out with a friend at Chung King Restaurant in San Gabriel.
I picked the restaurant. I'd never eaten here before. It is often packed, so that told me that the place was good. Maybe for some people. It was not good for me and was not good to me. The service was good enough. The waitresses were kind. Though they certainly could not care. I wanted to stay away from meat. The last time that I ate meat at a Chinese restaurant was at Newport Seafood (see above) and I almost died from MSG allergic shock. There I ordered fried shrimp. Well, the same thing happened tonight. But all that I ordered was a cabbage dish, a spicy cabbage dish. The description stated that the dish was made with a secret sauce. Secret because they don't want to tell you that MSG is in the food. The Chinese waiters and waitresses will tell you that there is no MSG. They're lying. Think about it. There is no way that you're going to get a Chinese worker making a few dollars an hour, and lucky to have a job to stay in America, to tell you the truth about their business that will send business away. No way. This is not prejudice or bias. This is unethical business practice. Despite all of the eulogizing about how small businesses are what keep America running, let's rewrite that and say healthy businesses that provide a safe product or service. Anyway, I got home from Chung King and almost died. I felt that I lapsed into a kind of anaphylactic shock. So I got online to see what Mike Adams recommends to treat MSG allergies. Here is what I found. He says that cream of tartar relieves the symptoms because of its alkalinity. Well, I took some baking soda earlier to see if that could relieve my symptoms. A little. But I am still suffering from headaches and stiff and sore muscles. I will write a letter to the owner tomorrow, telling him about my allergic shock from their food. The friend that I was with ordered a fish soup. I'd had fish soup before. This tasted similarly. Though I think that it was the sauce of the cabbage that caused my allergic shock, it may also have been due to the fish in the fish soup. What's also important to know is that MSG comes in a variety of different names. Bardot says that MSG comes in the following names:
Here are some of the names used to refer to MSG; there are others. Yeast nutrient, calcium caseinate, sodium caseinate, textured protein, monopotassium glutamate, autolyzed yeast, yeast extract, yeast food, hydrolyzed corn gluten, natrium glutamate, hydrolyzed protein, carrageenan, maltodextrin, natural beef flavoring, natural pork flavoring, whey protein protease, malt extract, malt flavoring, natural chicken flavoring, soy protein isolate, citric acid, ultra-pasteurized, anything that's enzyme modified, soy sauce, soy sauce extract, whey protein concentrate, stock, broth, bouillon, pectin, soy protein, soy protein concentrate, barley malt, whey protein isolate, protease enzymes, anything protein fortified, flavors and flavoring, natural flavor and flavoring, fermented foods, enzymes, seasonings.
So just because a packaged food isn't labeled MSG, doesn't mean it doesn't have any. Like I said, pharmaceutical-military-industrial-complex. Ugh! They're trying to kill people. They make you sick. If you go to the hospital you get sicker. A dear friend of mine had surgery recently to remove a tumor on one of her adrenal glands. The doctors insisted that it should be removed. She trusts her doctors. They removed it and now she has lost a tremendous amount of energy. She sleeps all day. She's had to surrender her job. They've got her on anti-nausea medication to keep her from vomiting. I mean the healthcaresystem in this country is deadly. And with Obamacare the federal government is forcing it on everybody? And this isn't fascism? Yes, I exercised bad judgment in selecting this place, but this business exercises bad judgment in administering poison in its food. This guy has a different opinion.
Don't Get Stung by AppleBee's
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Don't Let Applebee's Sting You
You are literally taking your life into your own hands when you go out to eat in most of the chain restaurants across America. But that statement has so little meaning since everything that we do is taking our lives into our own hands. When do we ever transfer the responsibility of our life to someone else? Don't do it. So don't put your health at risk by eating out at a restaurant chain. Honor your good health. Your health is not a deep-pocket account.
Last night I met up with some friends, and they wanted to grab some dinner at Applebee's. Not my favorite place, because the food and the atmosphere are so commercial, but not the worst either . . . or so I thought. I ordered a sirloin steak with shrimp. And a Newcastle beer. I took only a few sips of the beer and left it. I knew, too, that the shrimp would be farm raised; all of the shrimp in restaurants are farm raised. One of the friends ordered a spinach cheese dip with tortillas. All of the corn in the US is genetically modified, so I do not even touch the chips. I look at them. But my guest, friend wanted me to try the spinach cheese dip. I thought cheese and spinach, what could go wrong? But God knows what else is in that dish or what was used in its preparation. I tasted it and it tasted like a lab . . . not a Labrador, but a laboratory. It was so bland. No flavor. No pungent bite back from sharpness aged in the cheese or anti-oxidant aftertaste from the spinach the way that you might detect the smell and the tastes of the earth in a bottle of wine. None of that. So besides sabotaging my gastro-intestinal health, I got no enjoyment from the food. But my guests went after it, mixed it, sampled it. Ate it.
Then the dinners arrived. My steak was plated with a few sliced rose potatoes and a broccoli and carrot mix. It was prepackaged food. Again, nothing fresh. No flavor. Flavor, and I know this, is an indication of nutrient dense, anti-oxidant rich foods. No taste means no nutrition. Will you get full? Absolutely. Quicker than you expect. It's not food food: it's Frankenfood. I finished my steak and the tiny shrimp that surrounded it. Even before I got home I was beginning to feel the effects, the neurotoxic effects of the food. I became a little light-headed. My patience short-circuited a bit. By the time I got home I went for the fish oils that I have in my freezer, ate an apple alternating it with peanut butter then cream cheese and drank some instant coffee. I was revived. I went to work on a small project. Then called a friend. It wasn't until 12am that I finally got to bed. My dreams were harried. Blurry, hurried. Running from people shooting after me. I woke at 4am. Grabbed some coffee, an apple, and some coconut oil. Tried going back to sleep at 5:30am. Some guy was sifting through the trash bin for cardboard boxes behind the local Shakey's. He found a few and began flattening them. The popping shattered the peace and quiet and the promise of more sleep. I got up. Got dressed. And went out for a walk.
Here are a few pics of what I saw this morning.
Last night I met up with some friends, and they wanted to grab some dinner at Applebee's. Not my favorite place, because the food and the atmosphere are so commercial, but not the worst either . . . or so I thought. I ordered a sirloin steak with shrimp. And a Newcastle beer. I took only a few sips of the beer and left it. I knew, too, that the shrimp would be farm raised; all of the shrimp in restaurants are farm raised. One of the friends ordered a spinach cheese dip with tortillas. All of the corn in the US is genetically modified, so I do not even touch the chips. I look at them. But my guest, friend wanted me to try the spinach cheese dip. I thought cheese and spinach, what could go wrong? But God knows what else is in that dish or what was used in its preparation. I tasted it and it tasted like a lab . . . not a Labrador, but a laboratory. It was so bland. No flavor. No pungent bite back from sharpness aged in the cheese or anti-oxidant aftertaste from the spinach the way that you might detect the smell and the tastes of the earth in a bottle of wine. None of that. So besides sabotaging my gastro-intestinal health, I got no enjoyment from the food. But my guests went after it, mixed it, sampled it. Ate it.
Then the dinners arrived. My steak was plated with a few sliced rose potatoes and a broccoli and carrot mix. It was prepackaged food. Again, nothing fresh. No flavor. Flavor, and I know this, is an indication of nutrient dense, anti-oxidant rich foods. No taste means no nutrition. Will you get full? Absolutely. Quicker than you expect. It's not food food: it's Frankenfood. I finished my steak and the tiny shrimp that surrounded it. Even before I got home I was beginning to feel the effects, the neurotoxic effects of the food. I became a little light-headed. My patience short-circuited a bit. By the time I got home I went for the fish oils that I have in my freezer, ate an apple alternating it with peanut butter then cream cheese and drank some instant coffee. I was revived. I went to work on a small project. Then called a friend. It wasn't until 12am that I finally got to bed. My dreams were harried. Blurry, hurried. Running from people shooting after me. I woke at 4am. Grabbed some coffee, an apple, and some coconut oil. Tried going back to sleep at 5:30am. Some guy was sifting through the trash bin for cardboard boxes behind the local Shakey's. He found a few and began flattening them. The popping shattered the peace and quiet and the promise of more sleep. I got up. Got dressed. And went out for a walk.
Here are a few pics of what I saw this morning.
Saturday, January 5, 2013
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