I see a lot of people who need a ROOMBA.
The
breast cancer helping one even went on my Christmas list. However I also linked to the Tomato Nation story so they might have thought I was kidding. Which, hey, NOT kidding. I meant to show it was a multi-tasker: freak out the cats (with less chance of me bleeding) and clean my floors.
Because I'm not kidding when I say it's incredibly rare. I think there have been a grand total of 30 cases diagnosed, and every single person was a cousin/sibling/parent/child in the same family (dating back to the late 1800s). It's this bizarre disease cluster in this one family in Italy, and because the disease (or its absence) doesn't show up till you're in your 40s, every generation has had kids before finding out whether they're passing it on or not.
Damn. Having kids is a massive leap of faith in those families. I need to go Google for more information. Thanks, Nutty.
(I was wondering where the familial bit came in)
I finally got all my Christmas tree taken down and all my decorations put into four Rubbermaid containers and stacked up in the closet. Yay!
Now to do all the dishes that have been stacking up so I can cook some dinner tonight.
This is the article I've read, which summarizes findings in the one Italian family. I gather that it's occurred in a couple other families, too, where it tended to be misdiagnosed as Cretuzfeld-Jakob "with thalamic involvement."
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Did you know the thalamus had much to say about your circadian rhythm? I didn't.
Cool brain tutorial: [link]
Oh! Shelley Winters died.
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That was a nice biography of her (and even had a photo from her in
The Poseidon Adventure!
). She was a woman and a half in all directions.
I agree, msbelle.
Ozzie just started snoring. I think it's nap time.
We came home to find a piece of american cheese on our driveway. Presumably deposited by the Frat Boys Next Door, who were grilling out (on this blustery and cold day). It's 20 feet throught a hedge to throw - were they lucky, or did they walk over to our diveway and place a piece of cheese for us to find? WTF?
My guess is that the cheese was trying to escape, but ran out of steam (what with the not having legs or any other very efficient means of propulsion.)
mr. flea attempted to throw it back at them. Cheese, especially in slice form, is hard to throw.
