Oh no, GMO

I have a talent for seeing the details. I think it’s from always watching out for bugs. That’s something you learn as a child in Texas, where roaches are freaking huge. And they fly!

Anyway, I noticed a new detail on my bag of Nestle’s semi-sweet chocolate chips:




Oh no, GMO. I don’t really care too much about what’s in my food, only how it tastes. (Because constant pain.) But it appears we’ve been eating GMO food for years, whether we knew it or not.

I can’t gather enough interest to learn the science behind GMOs, so don’t leave me any comments about how GMOs are the devil’s work. I’m old and I happen to enjoy the devil’s work. 🙂

Anyway, I’m still waiting for my favorite mayonnaise to switch to cage-free eggs. Many years ago, they began putting a label on their jar that says they’re working on it. I don’t believe them anymore, but it’s not like I have a lot of choices in mayonnaise. And I just read that most of our water contains a bunch of bad shit, so why worry about GMOs?


5 thoughts on “Oh no, GMO

  1. OMG! I lived in Texas for three years and the first time I saw one of those things, I was in my garage. It was HUGE. I went over and bent down to look at it and it spread its wings and flew! I thought I had discovered a teenage mutant ninja cockroach! I hate them.
    I think they’re actually called “Palmetto bugs.” They have them in South Carolina, too. YUK!

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    • I’m trying to be friends with bugs. I really am. It must be all my female genes that yell “Run!” whenever I see a bug. I’m sure the bugs feel the same way about humans. 🙂


      • I can tolerate them as long as they don’t invade my house. It’s that time of year again, when I have to constantly flick stink bugs off of my screened porch. They want to come in for the winter. You don’t dare squish one! They’re called stink bugs for a reason. LOL

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