Remember the sources of my education: I’m just a fat old white guy injineer with: Law “degree” from watching Judge Judy, Medical “degree” from watching Doctor Phil, Building “degree” from watching “Holmes on Homes”, and Investing “degree” from reading about Bernie Made-off.

(Yeah, I know doctor phil ain’t a “real” doctor. That’s kinda of the point!)

I’m not a “real” doctor either. I don’t play one on TV or radio. And, I’m not one of those “99 out of 100″ agree to follow anything you read on the inter tubes, Facebook, or MySpace.

That all being said, I can only tell you personally what I do and what I urge my baby turkeys (i.e., newly nuked clueless jobseekers) to do.

Take some large does of Vitamin D.

I find three 5k unit gelcaps morning and night helps me with my moods. I’ve had blood tests that show I’m only at 30% in the normal range. (That in and of itself is scary. Maybe the week before my next blood test, I’ll triple the dose. My doc tells me you really can’t OD on the stuff, you’re just urinating away your money. Only Vitamin A can be toxic.) Low levels of Vitamin D are reported to be present in those suffering depression, Seasonally Affected Disorder, and other such mental conditions.

As I learnt in injineering skrool, “Gentlemen: coincidence doesn’t mean causation. Correlation is proved statistically.” (Thank you, Brother Austin Barry, for your brief words of wisdom.)

So, with the utmost awareness of my lack of scientific understanding, I urge my fellow turkeys to take some Vitamin D. What’s the worst that can happen? You’ll make some expensive urine. At best, you may alter your mood and make yourself more objective.

(Yeah, I have heard about the placebo and nocebo effect. But I think I feel better. So ain’t I better?)

FWIW YMMV FAIWWYPFI TANSTAFL,
the big fat old turkey hisself