tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21421346943470798952012-02-15T23:43:11.564-08:00If you were a horse, why an animal? Not exactly a Zen koan. But we just wanted to test the limits of our understanding and possibly yours too. Sometimes it's really not that important how things are said, only that they are understood. So give us your unique and important take on things because here at "vointsofpiew", that's all that really matters.easthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10036632885728944589noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142134694347079895.post-35590338310411036812008-06-12T02:37:00.000-07:002008-06-12T10:31:43.243-07:00I have the distinct pleasure (of the masochistic kind) of having a friend visit me with "Adult Chicken Pox" at work today. Yes that's what they call Herpes Zoster now to avoid being associated with the virus of the toilet seat variety. I must say, I was actually torn between giving him a Mother Teresa hug and just plainly smothering him with a man-portable anti- armor rocket launcher.<br /><br />My question is: Do we get Chicken Pox from eating too much chicken? Or for that matter, can adults get it from using toilet seats in public restrooms?<br /><br />Then lastly, should I now ever talk to my friend again for spreading virus in my workstation? Or is this really just a part of some labyrinthine Al- Qaeda plot?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2142134694347079895-3559033831041103681?l=vointofpiews.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>easthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10036632885728944589noreply@blogger.com1