Oh, that's even worse! :dead:

Just a question, Wolf. At the hospital where you 'work', which side of the door do you stay on, the one with the lock or without. :crazy:


Kidding.


P.S. Info on the Cochineal (Dactylopius coccus)

Couldn't you just peel them? :3eye:

That's fucked up. Couldn't they at least come up with some sort of chemical to do the job? :greenface

More about lac beetles and shellac here:
http://www.woodworking.com/articles/...fa=show&id=914

Fascinating. Probably healthier than an artifical ingredient anyway. :biggrin:

Lac beetle juice :yum: !!!!!!

But then they would melt in your hand, not in your mouth. :biggrin:

M&M Evolution
 

Unfortunately not by me:

Whenever I get a package of plain M&Ms, I make it my duty to continue the strength and robustness of the candy as a species. To this end, I hold M&M duels.

Taking two candies between my thumb and forefinger, I apply pressure, squeezing them together until one of them cracks and splinters. That is the "loser," and I eat the inferior one immediately. The winner gets to go another round.

I have found that, in general, the brown and red M&Ms are tougher, and the newer blue ones are genetically inferior. I have hypothesized that the blue M&Ms as a race cannot survive long in the intense theatre of competition that is the modern candy and snack-food world.

Occasionally I will get a mutation, a candy that is misshapen, or pointier, or flatter than the rest. Almost invariably this proves to be a weakness, but on very rare occasions it gives the candy extra strength. In this way, the species continues to adapt to its environment.

When I reach the end of the pack, I am left with one M&M, the strongest of the herd. Since it would make no sense to eat this one as well, I pack it neatly in an envelope and send it to M&M Mars, A Division of Mars, Inc., Hackettstown, NJ 17840-1503 U.S.A., along with a 3x5 card reading, "Please use this M&M for breeding purposes."

This week they wrote back to thank me, and sent me a coupon for a free 1/2 pound bag of plain M&Ms. I consider this "grant money." I have set aside the weekend for a grand tournament. From a field of hundreds, we will discover the True Champion.

There can be only one.

When the red ones were out of the mix because of the red dye #2 scare (which was never in M&Ms to begin with) I stopped eating them altogether.

And I haven't bought a box of Crayolas since the color deletion scandal.