There are salt flats that aren't from current seas- salt mines and flats. My parents trekked through a bunch of salt harvesting...things in Peru going to Machu Picchu. Google tells me Himalayan salt is from Pakistan.

it also says it's "primordial"

You know, that *might* be past its expiration date....

javachick, I hope so! I can't really tell (by sight.)

Two notes done. Just the hard one left. No clue what to write. Hi, you don't know me but...???

It's funny we had/are having the weight discussion here today, because I seem to have hit one of those points where my weight loss is a lot more obvious than it was even a few pounds ago, and people have been commenting on it, including in the elevator on the way out of the office, and some (so far) teasing comments like "are you eating at all" or "you should stop losing weight now--you're making us look bad" are starting to creep in.

It's kind of weird for me, because while I know I look a lot better now than I did 8 months ago, I also know that I've been over 50 pounds lighter than I am right now within the last 10 years (I think Kat and a few others may have seen me close to that), and even then I was right in the middle of a "healthy" weight range for my height.

I have NO desire to get down that low again, because I don't think it looked good on me, but half way there or a little more would be nice.

Something really nasty came out of my ear. I really hope my body produced it. t /perils of public pools

Calling all teachers! This is a really neat story: My Favorite Liar.

What made Dr. K memorable was a gimmick he employed that began with his introduction at the beginning of his first class:

"Now I know some of you have already heard of me, but for the benefit of those who are unfamiliar, let me explain how I teach. Between today until the class right before finals, it is my intention to work into each of my lectures...one lie. Your job, as students, among other things, is to try and catch me in the Lie of the Day."

And thus began our ten-week course.

ita, I just sent you an email about my cordless phone.

I can't seem to lose any weight. It's irritating. And by irritating, I mean SHRIFT SMASH.

I'm kinda amazed by the text-messaging revolution wrt donations. I mean, that's ideal. It's impulse-driven, allows a person to give incrementally, and give often as emotions are engaged.