So today my roommate tells me that she’s all buzzed up like she’s on speed and it’s because she’s taking this new supplement called “resveratrol.” She asserts that she is NOT addicted. I laugh and tell her I know alls about resveratrol. It’s found in red wine and studies have show it increases longevity in mice, and also my dad has written a ton of articles about it. “Hah, what a coincidence!” she gushes, her teeth chattering and her eyes wide, before bouncing up the stairs to mainline some more resveratrol (street names: Easy R, Rez, buzza, Juicy Dust, Dusty Juice, facespackle, cosmic neckpunch*).
THEN! Like 3 minutos later, two different buddies send me a link to a humor piece in the New Yorker, just because it made them laugh and laugh and laugh. I click on the link… and the piece starts by quoting a paragraph from my dad’s article on resveratrol.
What the?
Coincidence? Or something…more sinister???
Anyway, all that is to say: life is a weird snake that likes to eat its own tail, but more importantly, it’s a funny piece!
*I made one of those up.**
**I made all of those up.
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