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The End of Illness by David B. Agus, MD..... Something to ponder!
Will I die of cancer or some other sickness, disease, or medical disorder? Will I get hit by a car and die of "complications?" Will I die in an airplane accident, or meet my end in some other tragic manner?
How many of you have asked these questions? What if you could eliminate the "get sick and die" option from consideration?
I'm asking: "Could we possibly have reached a point in our evolution where medicine, technology, education, and common sense have all come together to end illness?"
One thing I hate more than just about anything is trying to clean the bottom of some glasses and bottles. My hands are sometimes too big to get to the bottom. I've tried brushes and sponges with handles but it's still very challenging.
So guess what? Someone came up with the obvious solution!
I just had to post about this....
Not only is this just a great idea.... A removable bottom that you can clean thoroughly.... But I love the creative approach to advertising and branding this product. (How did they film this clip?)
Personally, I think the price point might be a tad bit high but I love the concept!
A few years back, I was standing on a street corner waiting for the traffic light to change when a young kid approached me on a skateboard.
"Excuse me sir, do you have the time?"
I wanted to look at the kid and say... "Yes, It's time for you to invest in a watch you little brat!"
But instead, I glanced down at my watch and said:
"Yes, it's 3:05."
The kid looked at me and said...
"Oh $h!T, my Mom's gonna be pissed. I'm late again!"
I thought to myself- Kids today! They all have cell phones. But none of them seem to wear watches. I guess this is the sign of the ever-changing times. Kids without watches. When I was a kid, I couldn't wait to get a watch. My parents made me promise that I'd take care of it 15 times before they bought me one. It was a Timex. I got it for Christmas one year. It had a cheap vinyl band that I broke in the first week. It was about three weeks before we could find a good replacement for the band so I carried the watch around in my pocket in the interim. But that was years ago and I've had many watches since then...... (smile)
Fast forward until today, when I was sitting in the waiting area of a local business establishment patiently awaiting my turn and paging through a magazine.....
I came across this great photo:
ArbenBajraktaraj by Technomarine
I'll admit, I laughed out loud. The silliness of this photo really struck me. Imagine walking around town like this...
"Eye just don't know where the time has gone"
But it sure feels good to post again.
Here's to Nicolas Guerin and TechnoMarine for putting together something wickedly attractive and slightly sinister in their new watch ads. You know me, I'm a sucker for a creative ad.
Have you ever wondered when and how the Thanksgiving Holiday came to be in the United States?
Here's a bit of the history:
Have you forgotten about this famous Linclon Proclamation?
Proclamation of Thanksgiving Washington, D.C. October 3, 1863 This is the proclamation which set the precedent for America's national day of Thanksgiving. During his administration, President Lincoln issued many orders similar to this. For example, on November 28, 1861, he ordered government departments closed for a local day of thanksgiving.
Sarah Josepha Hale, a 74-year-old magazine editor, wrote a letter to Lincoln on September 28, 1863, urging him to have the "day of our annual Thanksgiving made a National and fixed Union Festival." She explained, "You may have observed that, for some years past, there has been an increasing interest felt in our land to have the Thanksgiving held on the same day, in all the States; it now needs National recognition and authoritive fixation, only, to become permanently, an American custom and institution."
Prior to this, each state scheduled its own Thanksgiving holiday at different times, mainly in New England and other Northern states. President Lincoln responded to Mrs. Hale's request immediately, unlike several of his predecessors, who ignored her petitions altogether. In her letter to Lincoln she mentioned that she had been advocating a national thanksgiving date for 15 years as the editor of Godey's Lady's Book.
The document below sets apart the last Thursday of November "as a day of Thanksgiving and Praise." According to an April 1, 1864, letter from John Nicolay, one of President Lincoln's secretaries, this document was written by Secretary of State William Seward, and the original was in his handwriting. On October 3, 1863, fellow Cabinet member Gideon Welles recorded in his diary how he complimented Seward on his work. A year later the manuscript was sold to benefit Union troops.
By the President of the United States of America.
A Proclamation.
The year that is drawing towards its close, has been filled with the blessings of fruitful fields and healthful skies. To these bounties, which are so constantly enjoyed that we are prone to forget the source from which they come, others have been added, which are of so extraordinary a nature, that they cannot fail to penetrate and soften even the heart which is habitually insensible to the ever watchful providence of Almighty God. In the midst of a civil war of unequaled magnitude and severity, which has sometimes seemed to foreign States to invite and to provoke their aggression, peace has been preserved with all nations, order has been maintained, the laws have been respected and obeyed, and harmony has prevailed everywhere except in the theatre of military conflict; while that theatre has been greatly contracted by the advancing armies and navies of the Union. Needful diversions of wealth and of strength from the fields of peaceful industry to the national defence, have not arrested the plough, the shuttle or the ship; the axe has enlarged the borders of our settlements, and the mines, as well of iron and coal as of the precious metals, have yielded even more abundantly than heretofore. Population has steadily increased, notwithstanding the waste that has been made in the camp, the siege and the battle-field; and the country, rejoicing in the consiousness of augmented strength and vigor, is permitted to expect continuance of years with large increase of freedom. No human counsel hath devised nor hath any mortal hand worked out these great things. They are the gracious gifts of the Most High God, who, while dealing with us in anger for our sins, hath nevertheless remembered mercy. It has seemed to me fit and proper that they should be solemnly, reverently and gratefully acknowledged as with one heart and one voice by the whole American People. I do therefore invite my fellow citizens in every part of the United States, and also those who are at sea and those who are sojourning in foreign lands, to set apart and observe the last Thursday of November next, as a day of Thanksgiving and Praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the Heavens. And I recommend to them that while offering up the ascriptions justly due to Him for such singular deliverances and blessings, they do also, with humble penitence for our national perverseness and disobedience, commend to His tender care all those who have become widows, orphans, mourners or sufferers in the lamentable civil strife in which we are unavoidably engaged, and fervently implore the interposition of the Almighty Hand to heal the wounds of the nation and to restore it as soon as may be consistent with the Divine purposes to the full enjoyment of peace, harmony, tranquillity and Union.
In testimony whereof, I have hereunto set my hand and caused the Seal of the United States to be affixed.
Done at the City of Washington, this Third day of October, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and sixty-three, and of the Independence of the Unites States the Eighty-eighth.
I can't believe it's been almost two months since my last post. I've been fighting off my personal demons and trying to resist the temptation to blog but to no avail.....
So here I am, posting again. Big surprise huh?
As every true Blogger knows, "Once you are truly bitten by the Blog Bug, you're doomed."
No matter what you do, your life is forever changed. Both meaningful and insignificant life events are now somehow twisted and seen through the lens of a blog post.
And so it goes......
I was channel surfing the other day and passed through an old 80's movie - Once Bitten- featuring the multi-talented Jim Carrey. I'd forgotten how truly talented he is/was.
Did you notice the part where Jim Carrey plays his leg like a guitar? Don't try that at home!
This movie was filmed around 1985.
By the way, I'd also forgotten how sexy Lauren Hutton looked on the big screen.
Anyway, since it's the Halloween weekend, I thought sharing some ghoulish humor might be a nice segway back into my blogging. It's also a nice place to eye some good Halloween costume ideas. Look in the crowd, there just might be something there for you.
If you google "Creative Energy" you'll be led to a variety of sites. And if you follow the links from there, one link will take you to the "premier Hot Spring Spa and Avalon Stove dealer for the entire San Francisco Bay Area!" Another will lead you an advertising, marketing, and public relations firm. Still another takes you to the "creator of the most energy efficient Roman shade."
But if you Google Lady Gaga about Creative Energy .....
(Don't you just love the way that sounds?)
You get an entirely different answer. Just ask Vanity Fair!
Photograph by Nick Knight.
I'd like to point you in the direction of a Vanity Fair interview by Lisa Robinson in which the Lady Gaga discusses the subject of "Creative Energy."
Lady Gaga tells Vanity Fair contributing editor Lisa Robinson that she tries to avoid having sex because she is afraid of depleting her creative energy—“I have this weird thing that if I sleep with someone they’re going to take my creativity from me through my vagina.”
She also says that she doesn’t trust anybody and doesn’t know if she ever will. Gaga tells Robinson, “I’m perpetually lonely. I’m lonely when I’m in relationships. It’s my condition as an artist.” Regarding men, she says, “I’m drawn to bad romances. And my song [“Bad Romance”] is about whether I go after those [sort of relationships] or if they find me. I’m quite celibate now; I don’t really get time to meet anyone.”see the entire article: click here
Lady Gaga goes on to discuss her drug use, her appearance at a Yankees game and what she wore to her sister's graduation.
I'm enlightened. And further, I now know the truth behind her song "Bad Romance."
Imagine one day you're at sea, sailing... sailing ... sailing.... away.
Life is pleasant and peaceful. Picture yourself parked on something like this:
There's lots of activity around you. All the people are laughing and having fun.
The next thing you know you're no longer sailing. In a millisecond, all that you had in front of you has vanished.... You're now holding on frantically to the only thing in sight - a small piece of driftwood; the only remnant of the posh life you left behind you hours ago.
You look around in all directions but there's no one or nothing in sight.
You look to the North.....
Here's your view:
You look to the South, here's what you see:
The East and the West yield similar views.
You focus on the horizon and hope for the best. Your mind starts to make a mental note of the rhythm of the waves as you stare and imagine each speck is not merely a figment of your imagination but actually a ship coming to rescue you from impending doom......
A few days ago, I parked myself in front of the above view for a few hours. Partnered with a good book, some water and shade I felt that I had truly found paradise. I felt so relaxed. Too relaxed if you will.
Never one to be encumbered by routine.... I think I relaxed myself into a state of confusion. I stopped at one point and actually drifted into fantasy. I wondered..... what would it be like to be stranded at sea. Nothing around me for miles. No telephones, traffic, loud music, or television. Not even the simple familiar pattern of speech to occupy my attention. Nothing but the sound of the water and the wind blowing over my head. The pain from the sun baking my exposed skin is interrupted by the occasional relief of a bird flying by and blocking the suns' powerful rays, if only for a second. The monotony is broken only when I stop thinking about the threat from above and focus on the predators below the surface of the water. I realize that the bleeding scrape on my shin is more than just a stinging reminder of the salt water around me but a crimson invitation to deadly creatures in all directions. My fear of what lies beneath the surface of the water takes a second place to the fact that there's no water to drink and no one around to share my misery and desperation. Every minute that passes brings me a flash memory of loved ones, friends, family, and the simple comforts that I've grown accustomed to. I struggle to stay afloat.... my arms and legs tire but I keep kicking and paddling.... never giving up hope!
