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Law changes to help Oklahoma pharmacies give shots (The Oklahoman)
Getting a seasonal flu shot at your local pharmacy might not be as easy as you think. If the vaccine is given by the pharmacist and not a visiting nurse, you’ll need a doctor’s prescription.But on Nov. 1, a state law changes, and pharmacists who are certified to immunize will no longer need patient-specific prescriptions to give flu shots.Seasonal flu vaccinations started this month, and drug …  read more…

Bracing for influenza (The Norman Transcript)
Cleveland County should get its first dose of H1N1 flu vaccines in mid-October, but residents should go ahead and get a seasonal flu vaccine as soon as possible, health officials said Tuesday.Shari Kinney, administrator of the Cleveland and McClain County health departments, said the counties and various local health care providers would be getting a part of the state’s first shipment of 50,000 …  read more…

Laws about druggists giving shots changing (Tulsa World)
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Resolved Question: D’you Like these? ((sorry, the other one got cut off))?
A gorgeous young redhead goes into the doctor’s office and said that her body hurt wherever she touched it.
“Impossible!” says the doctor. “Show me.”
The redhead took her finger, pushed on her left shoulder and screamed, then she pushed her elbow and screamed even more. She pushed her knee and screamed; likewise she pushed her ankle and screamed. Everywhere she touched made her scream.
The doctor said, “You’re not really a redhead, are you?
“Well, no” she said, “I’m actually a blonde.”
“I thought so,” the doctor said. “Your finger is broken.”

3 construction guys were working on a skyscraper, up on the 40th floor.
At lunch, the bald guy said “Every day my wife packs me a tuna sandwich. If there’s tuna again today, I’m gonna jump off this building!”. He checks it & sure enough it’s tuna again so old baldy jumps.
The redhead then says “Every day I get a cheese sandwich for lunch from my wife. If it’s cheese again today then I’m jumping off here, too!”. Sure enough, it’s cheese so the redheaded guy jumps off.
Then the blond guy says “I always get a jelly sandwich. If it’s jelly again then I’m jumping, too!”. He checks & it’s jelly so he jumps.
At the memorial service for the 3 guys, their wives are talking about this.
Both the bald guy’s wife & the redhead’s wife said the same thing, “I don’t understand why my husband jumped. If I had know he wanted something else to eat for lunch, I’d have gave it to him.”.
Then the blond man’s wife says ” I don’t understand why my husband jumped. He always made his own lunch.”.

A Russian, an American, and a Blonde were talking one day. The Russian said, “We were the first in space!”
The American said, “We were the first on the moon!”
The Blonde said, “So what? We’re going to be the first on the sun!”
The Russian and the American looked at each other and shook their heads. “You can’t land on the sun, you idiot! You’ll burn up!” said the Russian.
To which the Blonde replied, “We’re not stupid, you know. We’re going at night!”

A blonde woman was speeding down the road in her little red sports car and was pulled over by a woman police officer, who was also blonde. The blonde cop asked to see the blonde drivers license. She dug through her purse and was getting progressively more agitated. “What does it look like?” she finally asked
The police woman replied “It’s square and it has your picture on it.” The driver finially found a square mirror in her purse , looked at it and handed it tothe policewoman. “Here it is ” she said.

The blonde officer looked at the mirror, then handed it back saying “Okay, you can go. I didn’t realize you were a cop.”

Two blondes living in Oklahoma were sitting on a bench talking……. and one blonde says to the other, “Which do you think is farther away… Florida or the moon?”
The other blonde turns and says “Helloooooooooo, can you see Florida ?????”

A blonde was bragging about her knowledge of state capitals. She proudly says, “Go ahead, ask me, I know all them.” A friend says, “OK, what’s the capital of Wisconsin?” The blonde replies, “Oh, that’s easy: W.”

A blonde went to electronics store and she asked, “How is much is this TV?” The salesman said, “Sorry, we don’t sell to blondes.”
The next day she came back as a brunette. She asked the salesman how much the TV was. He said, “Sorry, we don’t sell to blondes.”
The next day she came back as a red head and asked the salesman how much the TV was. He said, “Sorry we don’t sell to blondes.”
She replied, ” I came in here as a brunette and a red head. How do you know I am a blonde?”
“Because that is not a TV, it’s a microwave

A blonde calls Delta Airlines and asks, “Can you tell me how long it’ll take to fly from San Francisco to New York City?” The agent replies, “Just a minute…” “Thank you,” the blonde says, and hangs up.

Three blondes walk into a bar and ask the bartender for three shots of tequila. He looks at them and says “OK” and pours their shots. They all clink glasses and yell “51 days!” Then they proceed to slam the shots, looking very self-satisfied. They look back to the bartender and decide to order another round. This time they pick up the glasses again and, more gleefully yell “Only 51 days!” The bartender finally can’t stand wondering what they are talking about and asks them what they mean by Only 51 days. One of the blondes looks at him and says “Well,” looking very smug. “We just finished a jigsaw puzzle. It took us Only 51 Days . . . . . and on the box it said 4-7 years”

Julie the blonde was getting pretty desperate for money. She decided to go to the nicer, richer neighborhoods around town and look for odd jobs as a handywoman. The first house she came to, a man answered the door and told Julie, “Yeah, I have a job for ya. How would you like to paint the porch?” “Sure that sounds great!” said Julie. “Well, uh, how much do you want?” asked the man. “Is fifty bucks OK?” Julie asked. “Yeah t

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Resolved Question: So, what (if any) emotion does this evoke in you?
yes, us people are just poems
we’re 90% metaphor, with a leanness of meaning
approaching hyper-distillation
and once upon a time
we were moonshine, rushing down the throat of a giraffe
yes, rushing down the long hallway
despite what the p.a. announcement says
yes, rushing down the long stairs
with the whiskey of eternity, fermented and distilled
burning down our throats
down the hall
down the stairs
in a building so tall, that it will always be there
yes, it’s part of a pair there on the bow of noah’s ark
the most prestigious couple
just kickin back parked
against a perfectly blue sky
on a morning beatific in its indian summer breeze
on the day that america
fell to its knees, after strutting around for a century
without saying thank you
or please
and the shock was subsonic, and the smoke was deafening
between the setup and the punch line
cuz we were all on time for work that day
we all boarded that plane for to fly
and then while the fires were raging
we all climbed up on the windowsill
and then we all held hands
and jumped into the sky
and every borough looked up when it heard the first blast
and then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed
and the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar
looked more like war than anything i’ve seen so far
so fierce and ingenious
a poetic specter so far gone
that every jackass newscaster was struck dumb and stumbling
over ‘oh my god’ and ‘this is unbelievable’ and on and on
and i’ll tell you what, while we’re at it
you can keep the pentagon, keep the propaganda
keep each and every tv, that’s been trying to convince me
to participate
in some prep school punk’s plan to perpetuate retribution
even as the blue toxic smoke of our lesson in retribution
is still hanging in the air
and there’s ash on our shoes
and there’s ash in our hair
and there’s a fine silt on every mantle
from hell’s kitchen to brooklyn
and the streets are full of stories, sudden twists and near misses
and soon every open bar is crammed to the rafters
with tales of narrowly averted disasters
and the whiskey is flowin
like never before
as all over the country
folks just shake their heads, and pour

so here’s a toast to all the folks who live in palestine
afghanistan
iraq

el salvador

here’s a toast to the folks living on the pine ridge reservation
under the stone cold gaze of mt. rushmore

here’s a toast to all those nurses and doctors
who daily provide women with a choice
who stand down a threat the size of oklahoma city
just to listen to a young woman’s voice

here’s a toast to all the folks on death row right now
awaiting the executioner’s guillotine
who are shackled there with dread and can only escape into their heads
to find peace in the form of a dream

cuz take away our playstations
and we are a third world nation
under the thumb of some blue blood royal son
who stole the oval office and that phony election
i mean
it don’t take a weatherman
to look around and see the weather
jeb said he’d deliver florida, folks
and boy did he ever

and we hold these truths to be self evident:
#1 george w. bush is not president
#2 america is not a true democracy
#3 the media is not fooling me
cuz i am a poem heeding hyper-distillation
i’ve got no room for a lie so verbose
i’m looking out over my whole human family
and i’m raising my glass in a toast

here’s to our last drink of fossil fuels
let us vow to get off of this sauce
shoo away the swarms of commuter planes
and find that train ticket we lost
cuz once upon a time the line followed the river
and peeked into all the backyards, and the laundry was waving
the graffiti was teasing us
from brick walls and bridges
we were rolling over ridges ,through valleys
under stars
i dream of touring like duke ellington
in my own railroad car
i dream of waiting on the tall blonde wooden benches, in a grand station aglow with grace
and then standing out on the platform
and feeling the air on my face
give back the night its distant whistle
give the darkness back its soul
give the big oil companies the finger finally
and relearn how to rock-n-roll
yes, the lessons are all around us and a change is waiting there
so it’s time to pick through the rubble, clean the streets
and clear the air
get our government to pull its big dick out of the sand
of someone else’s desert
put it back in its pants, and quit the hypocritical chants of
freedom forever : )

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Resolved Question: So, what (if any) emotion does this evoke in you?
yes, us people are just poems
we’re 90% metaphor, with a leanness of meaning
approaching hyper-distillation
and once upon a time
we were moonshine, rushing down the throat of a giraffe
yes, rushing down the long hallway
despite what the p.a. announcement says
yes, rushing down the long stairs
with the whiskey of eternity, fermented and distilled
burning down our throats
down the hall
down the stairs
in a building so tall, that it will always be there
yes, it’s part of a pair there on the bow of noah’s ark
the most prestigious couple
just kickin back parked
against a perfectly blue sky
on a morning beatific in its indian summer breeze
on the day that america
fell to its knees, after strutting around for a century
without saying thank you
or please
and the shock was subsonic, and the smoke was deafening
between the setup and the punch line
cuz we were all on time for work that day
we all boarded that plane for to fly
and then while the fires were raging
we all climbed up on the windowsill
and then we all held hands
and jumped into the sky
and every borough looked up when it heard the first blast
and then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed
and the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar
looked more like war than anything i’ve seen so far
so fierce and ingenious
a poetic specter so far gone
that every jackass newscaster was struck dumb and stumbling
over ‘oh my god’ and ‘this is unbelievable’ and on and on
and i’ll tell you what, while we’re at it
you can keep the pentagon, keep the propaganda
keep each and every tv, that’s been trying to convince me
to participate
in some prep school punk’s plan to perpetuate retribution
even as the blue toxic smoke of our lesson in retribution
is still hanging in the air
and there’s ash on our shoes
and there’s ash in our hair
and there’s a fine silt on every mantle
from hell’s kitchen to brooklyn
and the streets are full of stories, sudden twists and near misses
and soon every open bar is crammed to the rafters
with tales of narrowly averted disasters
and the whiskey is flowin
like never before
as all over the country
folks just shake their heads, and pour

so here’s a toast to all the folks who live in palestine
afghanistan
iraq

el salvador

here’s a toast to the folks living on the pine ridge reservation
under the stone cold gaze of mt. rushmore

here’s a toast to all those nurses and doctors
who daily provide women with a choice
who stand down a threat the size of oklahoma city
just to listen to a young woman’s voice

here’s a toast to all the folks on death row right now
awaiting the executioner’s guillotine
who are shackled there with dread and can only escape into their heads
to find peace in the form of a dream

cuz take away our playstations
and we are a third world nation
under the thumb of some blue blood royal son
who stole the oval office and that phony election
i mean
it don’t take a weatherman
to look around and see the weather
jeb said he’d deliver florida, folks
and boy did he ever

and we hold these truths to be self evident:
#1 george w. bush is not president
#2 america is not a true democracy
#3 the media is not fooling me
cuz i am a poem heeding hyper-distillation
i’ve got no room for a lie so verbose
i’m looking out over my whole human family
and i’m raising my glass in a toast

here’s to our last drink of fossil fuels
let us vow to get off of this sauce
shoo away the swarms of commuter planes
and find that train ticket we lost
cuz once upon a time the line followed the river
and peeked into all the backyards, and the laundry was waving
the graffiti was teasing us
from brick walls and bridges
we were rolling over ridges ,through valleys
under stars
i dream of touring like duke ellington
in my own railroad car
i dream of waiting on the tall blonde wooden benches, in a grand station aglow with grace
and then standing out on the platform
and feeling the air on my face
give back the night its distant whistle
give the darkness back its soul
give the big oil companies the finger finally
and relearn how to rock-n-roll
yes, the lessons are all around us and a change is waiting there
so it’s time to pick through the rubble, clean the streets
and clear the air
get our government to pull its big dick out of the sand
of someone else’s desert
put it back in its pants, and quit the hypocritical chants of
freedom forever : )

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