It's a bird, it's a plane, it's ... a protozoon! But it's nasty and mean. Samuel suggested I look up naeglaria fowleri, of which he had only encountered one case in his years of practise. And that was enough. And reading about it has permanently discouraged me from swimming in the warm water of industrial cooling systems as well as any swimming pools that don't massively reek of chlorine.
In actual fact, I've avoided swimming pools successfully for decades now.
Largely because of the effluvium of my fellow humans.
Juices! They're covered in juices!
Amoebic meningoencephalitis is almost always fatal.
The Wikipedia article is fascinating. I shall have to reread it a few times. While staying out of warm aquatic environments. It would appear that the British were on to something with their cold baths.
I heartily recommend British Public Schools for that reason alone. The birching and cricket not so much. An added benefit is that your sprog may end up speaking Latin too, albeit with an irritating uppercrustian English accent. Very useful if you plan to visit Pompei.
You'll probably need a translator.
Stay out of the baths.
What really added a surreal touch was that my apartment mate, while I was reading up on this, decided that she really likes the word 'moussaka'. Moussaka! People should name their kids 'Moussaka', it would be unique and musical. Moussaka! Has anyone named their pet Moussaka? Moussaka! She herself is thinking about changing her own name, Moussaka!
She really like the sound of it, Moussaka!
She uttered the word moussakka several more times.
She may have had a stressful week.
Work is getting to her.
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