LOL! Oh, my! Talk about a strange typo! When I wrote that there is at least one "rumor mill" offering degrees in pharmacognosy I obviously meant diploma mill. Still, I wouldn't be surprised if a few people somewhere in the world in any population have advanced degrees in rumor-mogery. :-) This is silly. I actually made myself laugh when I read the word substitution that I unknowingly had made. I have mild dyslexia and perhaps such things are related. Once when Steve walked in the door I tried to call out that I was home but was soaking in the bathtub. Instead I told him that I was in the toilet. My second try dredged out "sink". If it happened often I'd worry, but as it is this is just a bit of spice in life with a long personal history to it, and can be absolutely hilarious. It's lucky that like most people born with clubfeet mine are on the small side (without my braces and larger shoes to fit them) because otherwise I'd get my foot way too stuck in mouth far too often. Oh, and what licorice causes to be deposited into injured skeletal and heart muscle is calcium. A list member wrote me about a compound (I assumed from licorice but perhaps I misunderstood and it is not.) that is said to to safe for ulcers without side effects so I asked for independent studies on it (since a manufacturer's word is not necessarily the best) if they exist. The part in licorice that ultimately carries the risk is also the one used for helping with ulcers (and a few other things though some of the traditional things to use it for in herbal med turn out not to be helped by licorice) unless I got confused so saving the good while removing the bad would not necessarily be an easy thing to manage. It will be interesting to find out more, and I tend to keep a grain (okay, sometimes a boulder) of salt handy about claims and hyoptheses, anyway, and that boulder has helped me avoid a pile of problems over the years, and those it hasn't helped me avoid it at least has helped me avoid being emotionally involved in. I trust you to find your wants around my other typing goofs, even "Dogoxin: for "Digoxin". We had a visit from Ela and her handsome gent on Saturday, and all of our ferrets really liked her, but she needs to watch out because Morney was flirting with her boyfriend. Those raven haired wench ferrets! Julie fooled me at first, too. Okay, next month is going to be our 25th wedding anniversary, but we are watching pennies. I have a few ideas, like a picnic, but anyone who has cute anniversary ideas is invited to let me know about them, please! I suspect Steve and I will also have Chinese meal because our wedding reception was a Chinese one. Oh, and, please, don't suggest putting on my gown. Between menopause and exercise being harder for health reasons in recent years the only place it would fit over would be my neck... (Okay, not that bad, but, yeah, BAD.) I won't say which ideas we use or don't use because everyone is different and I do not want to hurt anyone's feelings over something as perfectly acceptable as mere differences in taste. [Posted in FML issue 4851]