I love cheese, don’t you? Cheese, of course, is made from the milk of strange-looking four-legged mammals with big eyes and dull horns who live in concentration camps scattered around the countryside. You know — dairy cows. Chances are that the cow who made the milk to make my cheese gets injected with growth hormones to speed up milk production and raise profitability. This also means the poor old cow gets dosed with loads of antibiotics to treat the impacts of added stress.

This week, my son John graduated from high school. There we sat in the stadium bleachers, my wife and I, crying, laughing, and feeling every shade of emotion in between. We were surrounded by hundreds of other proud parents, siblings, aunts, uncles and grandmothers of every shape and size all crying, laughing and getting emotional right along with us.

As the old saying goes, “A bartender is just a pharmacist with a limited inventory.” Tell the doctor which pill you want, based on which advertisement you like best, and bingo! Four minutes later you walk out of the doctor’s office and head to the pharmacy clutching the prescription you asked for.

ChiropracTIC rock and roll filled the house at the DCS April event of the 2006 Live Wire tour. This was the 2nd DCS event of 2006 and here are some brief notes from the front row.

If you are sending chiropractic newsletters to your patients, practice members, and people in your community, Sunday and Friday are the best days to do so.