Mr. Ed
@edwardlarmstrong.bsky.social
Accomplished #Quality / #Regulatory professional with 30 years of industry experience, including #medicaldevice, #pharmaceutical, and #biotechnology.
I grew up in Oklahoma, where I was required to take a full year of Oklahoma History in 8th grade. I did not hear of the Tulsa Massacre until my last year of college in 1994. Even then it was called the Tulsa Race Riot.🤬
November 25, 2025 at 3:12 AM
I grew up in Oklahoma, where I was required to take a full year of Oklahoma History in 8th grade. I did not hear of the Tulsa Massacre until my last year of college in 1994. Even then it was called the Tulsa Race Riot.🤬
I was born and raised in the forsaken state of OK now living in MA. Dear Marky boy is central casting Okie bullshit. OK needs to wake up and look to blue states to figure it the fuck out.
November 8, 2025 at 6:36 PM
I was born and raised in the forsaken state of OK now living in MA. Dear Marky boy is central casting Okie bullshit. OK needs to wake up and look to blue states to figure it the fuck out.
Was that a badge for the FDA?!
September 25, 2025 at 10:46 PM
Was that a badge for the FDA?!
The person who wrote the post on "Truth" has no idea how pharmaceutical companies and clinical trials work and that all of this information they are demanding is in the public domain and easily reviewed.
September 1, 2025 at 3:53 PM
The person who wrote the post on "Truth" has no idea how pharmaceutical companies and clinical trials work and that all of this information they are demanding is in the public domain and easily reviewed.
So raise your Dunkin’ iced coffee to the sky, dear traveler, and whisper a prayer for clearance.
For the road is narrow, the bridges are low, and the signs, though many, are ignored.
For the road is narrow, the bridges are low, and the signs, though many, are ignored.
August 26, 2025 at 1:22 PM
So raise your Dunkin’ iced coffee to the sky, dear traveler, and whisper a prayer for clearance.
For the road is narrow, the bridges are low, and the signs, though many, are ignored.
For the road is narrow, the bridges are low, and the signs, though many, are ignored.
It is Storrow Season.
A time of twisted metal and viral shame.
A time when GPS betrayal meets architectural defiance.
A time when the city collectively sighs, “Read the f***ing signs ya moron."
A time of twisted metal and viral shame.
A time when GPS betrayal meets architectural defiance.
A time when the city collectively sighs, “Read the f***ing signs ya moron."
August 26, 2025 at 1:22 PM
It is Storrow Season.
A time of twisted metal and viral shame.
A time when GPS betrayal meets architectural defiance.
A time when the city collectively sighs, “Read the f***ing signs ya moron."
A time of twisted metal and viral shame.
A time when GPS betrayal meets architectural defiance.
A time when the city collectively sighs, “Read the f***ing signs ya moron."
For those in the know, the seasoned Bostonians, the meme-makers, the traffic-watchers, this is no mere inconvenience.
August 26, 2025 at 1:22 PM
For those in the know, the seasoned Bostonians, the meme-makers, the traffic-watchers, this is no mere inconvenience.
It is not a warning.
It is a prophecy.
A chant.
A spell cast annually to ward off the mighty beasts of U-Haul and Budget, lest they meet their doom beneath the low-hanging jaws of Storrow’s bridges.
It is a prophecy.
A chant.
A spell cast annually to ward off the mighty beasts of U-Haul and Budget, lest they meet their doom beneath the low-hanging jaws of Storrow’s bridges.
August 26, 2025 at 1:22 PM
It is not a warning.
It is a prophecy.
A chant.
A spell cast annually to ward off the mighty beasts of U-Haul and Budget, lest they meet their doom beneath the low-hanging jaws of Storrow’s bridges.
It is a prophecy.
A chant.
A spell cast annually to ward off the mighty beasts of U-Haul and Budget, lest they meet their doom beneath the low-hanging jaws of Storrow’s bridges.