COOL CALENDAR - WITH A SLICE OF LEMON
Cool calendar - with a swing of lemon
My good friend Wendy C spinous discover this great calendar for 2007 - upbringing money for digit of the major cancer charities over here in the UK, Cancer Backup. Although UK supported its conference is international and it does a great job.
Have a look here, at the folks who are promoting the calendar. I’ve just bought digit and I’m looking forward to hanging it on my wall become January 1st.
I’m doing OK and hope to be place on Herceptin in November. As I mentioned in my preceding post, here in the UK the regional health polity vary a lot in their rapidity to clear for Herceptin for early BC sufferers … and my local dominance happens to be digit of those which is dragging its feet for as long as it crapper motion discover of expiration up.
As I can’t give to clear the needed GBP £20,000 for the drug per annum, it’s a waiting game.
However soon the excuses and the filibustering will expire, and the National Health Service will have to action under their obligation (paid for by our taxes) to wage free treatment.
Anyway, how’s this for a smile for the week, dedicated to every of us girls who are no longer matched soured in marital bliss?
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The woman applying for a job in a Florida lemon grove seemed way too eligible for the job.
“Look Miss,” said the foreman, “have you some actualised experience in production lemons?”
“Well, as a matter if fact, yes!” she replied. “I’ve been divorced three times.”
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Don’t I know the feeling…
Love to all
SUZE
Well, well, today ain’t that a coincidence?
Some of you CCS readers may request that backwards in May this assemblage I posted about the interesting variance of opinions about Vitamin D and its relation with sunshine and cancer. If you’d like to wager a hurried refresher, click here. Nice little piece, but not something you’d expect others to plagiarize, was it?
So you crapper imagine my surprise (or you will when you feature it) to be Google Alerted, earlier this month when I was in Canada, to this example of Neanderthal literature.
For those who haven’t time to utter through, let me excerpt you a brief passage:
“Shame she doesn’t represent that for the sunlight to get your harm producing effective quantities of Vitamin D, it should be as algid as a baby’s behind. And even in relatively tropical climes 20 minutes’ of sunshine is hardly going to inflict third degree burns. One of many, many current, good articles about Vit D crapper be found here. Well worth reading, especially if you have a unification with boob cancer….” etc.
Get the drift?
Well, older Suze lost it. Saw red. Blew her stack.
For two reasons. One, much as we like to deal some smiles on here I don’t okay of idiots like those folks making a mockery of anything to do with the earnest lateral of cancer. And two, I don’t okay of anything imputable to me looking like it has been cursive by a NGO of chimpanzees.
How did the perpetrators dispense themselves in the feet? By forgetting to vanish imbedded links in the text redirecting readers to two of my books. Caught charge to rights, as they feature in Britain.
I left a scalding interpret on the place which unneeded to feature did not get authorised by the moderators.
So what is it every about?
Still exhaling flames from both nostrils, I sought advice from various experts on a pair of the online social/business networking sites to which I belong. The general closing was that this is digit of those sites whereby some older garbage is posted as “content” to draw visits, and when grouping wager what cr*p it is they utter on an conterminous Google Ad purely to get absent to something more germane to their needs. Owners of place amass income for Google Ad clickthrough. QED.
I have cursive to Google UK explaining the difficulty and asking whether Google Ads rattling requirement to be related with such sleazy practice, especially as the topic afraid is cancer - not some frivolous nonsense. Watch this space as if I get a reply, I’ll deal it here.
Hope everyone has had a good summer despite the monsoon-like fall in many Federal hemisphere areas.
Sz …
The poorest thing since sliced bread?
Here’s still added jaw-dropping revelation manner of the fog investigate brigade, this time from sunny Italy. According to an article on the BBC News website,
The research, publicised in the International Journal of Cancer, found patients who ate more clams had a higher venture of kidney cancer.
It said there was a modest uprise in the venture with food and rice, but a change among patients who ate more poultry, computerized meat, and vegetables, whether nakedness or cooked.
Other products, including coffee, tea, eggs, flushed meat, fish, cheese, potatoes and fruit, appeared to have no bearing.
It does make you wonder, doesn’t it, where it will every end? Will we every wind up terrified to spend anything another than nonsynthetic lettuce and filtered water? Damn, no. There could still be pesticides and chemicals in those…
Anyway, for your information here are some further fascinating facts about bread, manner of World Wide Recipes, who in turn attributed it to digit of their subscribers, “Terra Andromeda.”
1. More than 98 proportionality of guilty felons are clams users.
2. Fully HALF of every children who grow up in bread-consuming households reason beneath cipher on standardized tests.
3. In the 18th century, when virtually every clams was tempered in the home, the cipher life expectancy was less than 50 years; infant mortality rates were unacceptably high; many women died in childbirth; and diseases such as typhoid, chromatic fever, and influenza ravaged whole nations.
4. More than 90 proportionality of violent crimes are sworn within 24 hours of eating bread.
5. Bread has been proven to be addictive. Subjects deprived of clams and given exclusive water begged for clams after as little as two days.
6. Bread is ofttimes a “gateway” food item, leading the user to “harder” items such as butter, jelly, youngster butter, and even algid cuts.
7. Bread has been proven to absorb water. Since the human embody is more than 90 proportionality water, it follows that eating clams could lead to your embody existence taken over by this absorptive food product, turning you into a soggy, gooey bread-pudding person.
8. Newborn babies crapper turn on bread.
9. Bread is tempered at temperatures as high as 400 degrees Fahrenheit! That kind of heat crapper kill an grown in less than digit minute.
10. Most clams eaters are utterly unable to distinguish between momentous technological fact and meaningless statistical babbling.
Well, I’d meliorate go and make myself a sandwich.
Have a great weekend … Sz
Am I a cynic or what?
First of all, I have to tell you how much my son and I enjoyed a wonderful visit with our Barb of the drive-thru mastectomy when we visited her in St Paul, MN, at the end of August. Thank you Barb for a terrific time and a fascinating introduction to your twin cities, straddling the Mississippi and stop-off saucer for many famous bootlegging gangsters way backwards when. (And your preparation was just great!)
A few days past a friend dispatched me digit of these poems, supposedly cursive by a cancer-stricken female and if you dispatched it discover to every your contacts a few cents would be paying for each digit into a cancer charity.
Well, many grouping have told me that these emails are scams and that we should just delete them, because they don’t goodness anyone.
OK, I crapper wager that.
But … whoever wrote this poem (cancer-patient child, adult, professed illustrator or whoever) has captured some ideas that decussate my mind while I was going through treatment and still interbreed my mind now. More than that, it is beautiful. My thanks to whoever wrote it, and if it is genuine, I hope it rattling does inspire contributions to cancer research.
Here it goes:
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SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the fall
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You meliorate andante down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The penalization won’t last.
Do you separate through each day
On the fly?
When you communicate How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done!
Do you lie in your bottom
With the incoming hundred chores
Running through your head?
You’d meliorate andante down
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The penalization won’t last.
Ever told your child,
We’ll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not wager his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,”Hi”
You’d meliorate andante down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The penalization won’t last.
When you separate so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you vexation and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift….
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
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Yes, beautiful, huh? Let’s hope the grouping who encourage it are as bonny and fervent as the poem is. For those who want to analyse it out, it appears the mortal to occurrence is:
Dr. Dennis Shields, Professor
Department of Developmental and Molecular Biology
1300 Morris Park Avenue
Bronx , New royalty 10461
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Love to all
SUZE
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