Notice from the People of LWON: We’ve run into problems with the outfit that handles our email subscriptions, i.e., we have too many subscribers to qualify for free emails. So in line with our policy of spending as little $$$$$ as humanly possible, we’re taking the liberty of having those emails sent, not daily, but now weekly. You’ve probably been notified of this already. And just think of the joy — it’ll be like Christmas morning.
Sally Adee’s redux post on stuff that looks like spider webs covering highly radioactive waste: if not woven by highly radioactive spiders, then by what? what manner of life form has such superior resistance? and should we be afraid?
You know what happens when you lose your smart phone? when you have to look not at the phone but at the other people in the grocery line? when you can’t take a picture of the dogs playing, you have to watch them instead? Lose your smart phone, says Christie, and good things happen.
Guest Julie Rehmeyer could hardly walk — look at the video if you don’t believe that — and the docs who told her she had ME/CFS couldn’t tell her exactly what it was or what to do about it: Part I.
Guest Julie Reymeyer knows people who still can’t get up off the floor, while her docs and their national and international health institutions are still arguing about the definition of ME/CFS and still considering basing the definition on actual biomarkers — you know, tests for things in the body going haywire? — assuming they get funding for finding biomarkers: Part II.
It must be spring — Penis Fridays are back, this time featuring Richard’s tour guide in Pompeii, pointing out the ancient international symbols: “Look, a wine store!” “Look, beware of the dog!” “Look, –” no, don’t.
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The photo is a still from a movie about ME/CFS, called Canary in a Coal Mine, by Jennifer Brea, Deborah Hoffmann, Blake Ashman, and Kiran Chitanvis. The still is captioned, Jen After a Full Day of Shooting.