Testing. Hello test. 1.2.3.
I noticed last night my wife has this testing device to check glucose levels. It's called Free Style. I saw it sitting by the bathroom sink. (Well, at least it's not a pregnancy test. That'd be a bit of a shocker for about 9 reasons you don't wanna know.) Something like what diabetics use. I should probably ask her; might be good for the relationship to actually converse meaningfully, at least on alternating Wednesdays.
Anyway, it got me to thinking.
Which is typically dangerous.
And typically late at night.
Why not a little doodad like this to gauge testosterone levels?
Call it Freer Stylin'.
And it can be for both men and women. With men, it might not be all that hot a market item except as an Early Warning System (EWS) of oceanic testosterone spikes. I know there's not a heckuva lot of need for a testosterone EWS because naturally we know when things are stirring in the nether regions south of the belt buckle, or at least when we want them to stir.
They say testosterone is linked to aggressive behavior, so it might have some uses there. Might want to give it to W. and the Devil In A Suit Who Can't Handle His, Um, Shotgun before their Cabinet meetings.
And they say testosterone is the thing that gives women their sex drive too. I've heard. (Here come all those cyber-pies headed toward my face.)
You can look it up (and while you're at it The Quote Verifier will tell you about that famous quote).
An Early Warning System for testosterone in women.
I like that. Hmmmm. What would we call that one?
(Stop with the Hallmark card lovey-dovey posts already, willya.)
Just Your Size?
Tropical Storm Warning?