I noticed I was somewhere less than bummed out and slightly to the right of bubbly the other day and I tried to think of all the things I have been doing or not been doing and I came to a very weird thought - I'd run out of salmon pills. So I look it up and...:
The brain is remarkably fatty: In fact, this organ is 60% fat and needs Omega-3s to function properly. Now researchers have discovered a link between mood disorders and the presence of low concentrations of Omega-3 fatty acids in the body. Apparently, Omega-3s help regulate mental health problems because they enhance the ability of brain-cell receptors to comprehend mood-related signals from other neurons in the brain. In other words, the Omega-3s are believed to help keep the brain's entire traffic pattern of thoughts, reactions, and reflexes running smoothly and efficiently.Am I addicted to a fish? If you are going to be addicted to something, is a fish so bad? I remember hearing that much of Germany was mildly stoned on St. Johns wort.
And what if they stopped making salmon oil pills - would I have to take up fishing to deal with my dirty little secret? Will it all come tumbling down one day when I am found on the job site with a couple of cans of sardines hidden in my desk as an emergency back up, thrown upon the trash heap of life, just another fiddiction statistic?
Comments
Gordo - October 16, 2007 10:46 AM
Take up fishing anyway, Al. You won't even have to eat the fish to reap the benefits. Just sitting on a chair by the water or in a boat contemplating life and the fish that may or may not be eyeing one's lure does incredible things for mental health.
Alan - October 16, 2007 11:12 AM
I used to fish as a kid but now prefer to stare at my backyard tree to achieve the same thing - less interaction with fish guts.
sean liddle - October 16, 2007 2:12 PM
I used to fish as a kid all summer long and longed to do it again with my own kids, but its honestly a lot of trouble and eating freshwater fish is not as fun since I read about why one only makes sushi from saltwater denizens of the deep.
Gordo - October 16, 2007 6:32 PM
Geez, you two are weiners. You don't have to actually CATCH fish to reap the benefits of the pastime. Sheesh.
sean liddle - October 16, 2007 11:26 PM
And therefore Gord, said benefits, if obtained through methods that do NOT involve gas powered engines, hot sun, no shade, bulky lifejackets and potential death at the hand of Thor, are more appealing.
i.e. sitting on my deck watching the fish in my pond or the apples falling off of my tree.
Jay Currie - October 17, 2007 1:16 AM
Cute Captcha.
When I go fishing, say every fifteen years, I am entirely untroubled with fish. When I was 16 I managed to net a Tyee on a fishing weekend with my parents. More than enough fish stories to last a lifetime in a Tyee. So now I throw bait in water and forget it. Fish sense I am their friend and simply nibble the bait off the hook thereby avoiding fish guts: better for both of us. I am blessed with a partner who can skin a deer - yuuch - and was taken fishing by her Dad every summer so, in the unlikely event a fish were to strike, gutting the fish is not an issue.
I love my great honking, and mildly suppository-like Omega-3 pills. Head, heart, brain and bran in four fishy little (er, huge) pills. My skin, mind and arteries are all clear. As the felon Martha Stewart would say, "It's a good thing." So keep munching the little devils and 51 will not scare you a bit. And, remember, my kids are younger than yours, so that is saying something.
Alan - October 17, 2007 8:24 AM
I've been taking the wee bastards for years and, having popped three of the cod liver oil of the elite yesterday, am back to normal. Good night's sleep and ready to daydream about stupid funny things. The odd thing is that I had no idea I was so affected by them.