I don't understand the mechanics of it, but every massage therapist i've talked to says avoid massages until the cold is gone as the body work tends to "work it in" to the body instead of helping you get rid of it.

Heh - to me this reads as "Masseuses will make shit up to avoid catching your cold."

I was supposed to be named Christopher. Both my parents were pretty sure i would be a boy...until i turned out to clearly NOT be a boy. Mom didn't like the name Christine (which i'm good with...i knew a LOT of Christines Kristines and even a Kristiina) so at the last minute my dad threw out "Erin" and mom liked the sound of it. She says he tricked her into it by telling her Erin meant "peace" and then after the birth certificate was typed up ammending that statement to "hope for peace...since Ireland's never been at peace." yuk yuk yuk. Mom says my middle name "Carlisle" is a family name but has never been able to tell me exactly which family member had that name...i haven't found it going back 3 generations. I'm not sure what she's hiding.

my porn name would be Suger Brookside (yes, with spelling) which is pretty great porn name. If i had a kid now the poor child would be stuck with Nicodemus 65th....which seems not a very good porn name.

Heh - to me this reads as "Masseuses will make shit up to avoid catching your cold."

LOL, part of it could be that. But it's also come from friends who are LMT's in other states (i.e. not in danger of me wanting to inflict my cold on them) saying "no! no massage while you have a cold! it'll never end!"

But it's also come from friends who are LMT's in other states (i.e. not in danger of me wanting to inflict my cold on them) saying "no! no massage while you have a cold! it'll never end!"

It's still hokum, though.

Oh, "hokum"! There's a word that doesn't get enough play anymore.

The one time I had a massage while I had a cold, the masseuse had me wear a mask. I was dizzy and nauseous after the massage, but I don't know if it was the cold or breathing in my own stanky air in the mask.

Too late! I had the massage already. I'm pretty sure the thereputic effects of lying on a heated pad under a cozy blanket outweigh any potential problems.

Also not a current fan of David E. Kelley.

And I can't find it online with good audio, but here's the poop ad: [link] You have to know that the background music is "Poop! There it is" ala Tag Team.

Ally Mcbeal introduced me to the yummiliciousness that is Jesse Martin, which all on it's own made me love the show. Also, RDJ was on it for awhile, and that was awesomesauce. Oooh, and Tracy Ullman as Ally's therapist.

Ally McBeal definitely had a lot going for it for a while there, especially in the looks department.

I finally got the new living room curtains up. No more ugly green and gold paisley! And no more cold air coming in!