Eggs
Went to the river place today and did some work on the property.
Get home today and sit down with a brew after a hard days work and one of the kids from the neighborhood rings the doorbell to tell me that the Vette had been egged.
3 hits, front, door and rear. I moved the car into the drive way, got out the pressure washer and cleaned it up. Thank God for carbon ceramic coating as it came right off. My detailer is afraid that the clear coat may have been compromised. If so, its time for a respray or to find new panels.
FML.
My day also consisted of finding all of our wine grapes eaten by some thing despite all the work and bird netting as well as finding out my oldest and best friends cancer has spread and is now terminal.
F*&k
F'd paint, F'd grapes and F'n dying buddy.






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Generally, once they diagnose you (depending on how they stage it) they give you five years or so, as it is slow to move out of the prostate.
So then he tells me that he was diagnosed a few weeks ago with incurable mesothelioma, a type of lung cancer, and they give him 2-5 years (he is almost 65). So the decision to not get treated for prostate cancer was the right one, as it turns out.
He's selling his business and is going to spend time with his numerous kids/grandkids which are spread out over the east coast, but has never taken enough time to do before.
Life is short. Even if you die of old age, it's still short.
The drug companies, medical universities, and the entire universe of doctors, oncologists, nurses, assistants, etc. world-wide KNOW that Simpson oil "cures cancer," but there is a conspiracy among these untold millions of people to suppress it, because there is too much money in treating cancer (and, apparently, there would be NO money for those providing the "magic pill." And doctors are actually evil and mean, and enjoy watching their patients die.)
Right. The truth can only be found on the internet. Somehow, the conspiracy has kept this information secret on every form of media EXCEPT for the internet.
Uh huh.
I remember a doctor being interviewed on TV probably 25-30 years ago, and he said something that stuck with me. Paraphrased: "We will probably never have 'a cure for cancer.' We will experiment with different therapies for different cancers, have various levels of success, and will continue to chip away at it a bit at a time."
Looking back, his prediction seems to be quite accurate.
Cancers are all different, are very complex, and the treatments are different. There is no magic pill and probably never will be. They pick away at different treatments for each type, hoping to prolong life or at least improve what is left of one's life.
Going from memory, from what I learned a few years ago:
Cancer cells (whether lung, prostate, breast, etc.) are cells that came from that origin but mutated. The latest research (as I recall) is about using (extracting) those cells from one's body and culturing cells that will fight and kill those unique cells, and they inject them back into your body, and they "turn on" your immune system to recognize and kill the existing cancer cells. Something like that. I think it's called "gene cell therapy."
There has been some remarkable success with it for certain specific cancers in some people. As with most things in life there is very little that is black and white -- nearly everything is shades of gray. Today, the realistic goal seems to turn (most) cancers into treatable, chronic diseases instead of a death sentence.
My neighbor has recurring prostate cancer, and he is given some type of estrogen which suppresses testosterone -- which prostate cancer cells feed on. So they are "starving" the PC cells. He has been on this for 5-6 years and is doing fine so far. But it is not a cure, and it won't work for any other type of cancer. The disease is being managed.
In another generation or two, there will probably be huge advances in gene cell therapy. But, as in the past, it will probably come by going two steps forward and one step back.
Oh well, life for all of us will end somehow, sometime.
I worked on carburetor molds at Rochester Products from '77-'81. There was quite a bit of knowledge floating around about fuel systems, and the mystical 200 mpg carb was always good for a laugh.
Of course, there was no internet to "prove" anything so we had to use common sense.

Would you believe there is actually a website called The Flat Earth Society?
The moon landing was faked! I have proof! Mr. Griffin was actually airbrushed out of the original from 1969. But I have that original:

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