Where There's A Will

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Just to show you I'm still here and haven't sneezed or coughed myself to death, here's a link to a George Will column I found interesting. It's a sentiment I've been reading a lot about lately, but he, of course, has such a unique way of presenting it:

For the House GOP, A Belated Evolution

I'm off this weekend to my final family Christmas celebration. When I return, I'll be refreshed and ready to continue the debate on the Fair Tax Act.

Just Throw Me in the Slammer Now

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I feel like such a criminal!

Wisconsin passed this law last summer that requires pharmacies to put most of their cold medicines (those containing pseudophedrine) behind the counter. Then to buy it, you have to show your driver's license and sign for it. There's some limit on the amount you can buy, but I don't what it is.

So we have two sick adults--bad colds, nasty colds--and we need cold medicine. So we each bought one, but it's gone. So do we get two packages per person per month? Per household? I mean they actually write down our name and address and how much we bought. Do we have to go slinking to other pharmacies hoping the register never gets computerized so that they can't tell we bought three packages? And I stand there feeling creepy, like I'm some low-life buying a pint of whiskey to drink out of a bag. Sheesh.

I sure hope this law results in closing down at least one meth lab in this state. It sure is making it hard on those of us who just need the medicine!! I wish I could go sneeze on those nannies that passed this law, instead of on the poor pharmacist. (No, I didn't really.)