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I am A Snow Flake

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Photo by: CaptPiper

I am a snowflake yes I am. No two snow flakes are the same just as no two people’s  MS is the same either.

Just a super thought I came away with tonight after hearing Dr Dunn speak at a presentation sponsored oh gasp by a drug company LOL.

We drove to Stockton and met our friend (another MS’r) at the motel where it was held. Usually these presentations are obvious drug pushing orientated this one was very tame in that dept.

Dr Dunn comes with strong credentials and spoke mostley about why it was so hard to find a cure for MS and what he felt worked and what did not. IE mice probably not much help when it comes to research – that humans will be where the cure is found – well I thought to myself DUH.

The most interesting part was some of the new research that will be going on a Stanford U. Their site is down right now so maybe I will link and explain it laters. But the research will be looking at human blood, as soon as it is ready to go I am there I will give em all they want and then some.  Maybe the immune suppressing stuff just is not where it is at not that I am an expert or something but I have never logically felt that it was gonna be in the end – but guess ya never know. A new one for me to research: proteomic analysis.

Anyways, I like the snow flake analogy so there it is. Coolness of the good kind. Here in Sac we dont really get very many presentations that offer the opportunity to learn and ask questions of some of the nations top MS Dr.’s unless they are sponsored by the drug companies –  yes they have the money to do so – I think that kind of sucks that drug companies akin to the evil empire are they ones who provide the opportunities around this area. The big society sure does not unless you head for the bay area. . …

Well that is it for now.

I am a snow flake tee hee

Productive Endeavors On Hold

DSC_1746Yesterday was doggy bath day – O Yeah.

Catfish just hopped into the tub. I soaped him up and rinsed several times. Each time he needed to turn around in the tub he did so without complaint.

Annie on the other hand fought the whole process. First off, we have a 78 pound lab mix that hates yes, hates water. Finally got her into the tub started pour warm water from an old plastic coffee can and just as the water hit out she jumped. The game was afoot. After several repeat performances of her jumping out I gave up.

Wet dog runs down stairs and out into the backyard soap on her fur and all. Well dang it.  KRP and I finally got a hold of her and rinsed her off with the garden hose. She then jumped up into the planter and yep rolled around in the dirt. AUGH – with  her otter tail, webb feet, teflon coat, and lab attitude it cracks me up that she dislikes water. Go figure. Next time she is going to the doggy bubble wash.

Went out and about and picked Catfish up a new collar. Picking out a collar is a big deal. First I have to find the right size, the material can not be to hard or to soft, it must be blue (I swear he can tell), and the tags need to hang as to not annoy his royal Mr. Catfish neck. If it is not just right Catfish pouts.

I also found two used Xbox games  to play this winter. I am reading the manual on Fallout 3 I think it is going to be fun to play.  I liked Gears of War and Bio Shock so I shall see.  I have six books waiting to be read.

Productive endeavors around the house are now on hold.

Back from Nevada Again Again

DSC_1037The stuff you find lurking around in the desert. This little one is so much nicer than the scorpion that I found creeping across the living room carpet toward me! Yikes – I don’t do scorpion’s.  Figures I would be there for the first ever scorpion sighting inside the house.

Ryan’s team won (6 to 36) the game – go Senators! – and I think I got a few good shots on my memory card. We drove further out into nowhere’s and amongst the ranches found the football field. Fun time for all.

Near the end of the game I stretched out on my stomach and shot from that position. As one of the players was running the ball he got close in my lens and I just kept zooming back to get the shots as he ran. All of a sudden my lens was unable to focus – this means the subject is too close – in this case – way to close.  I looked out from the viewfinder just as the kid was tackled em about two feet to my left. The moms all think I am a very brave soul and worthy of respect – truth is by the time it registered with my brain that this might not be a good thing it was all over LOL.

The drive back was uneventful, the rest stops were open YEAH and we made it back in time to catch the party Lucio and Kara invited us to. Lots of good food homemade Mexican style – yum. Not sure what all I had cause my Spanish is not so good. Loud music is a must and the kids were having a blast in one of those bouncy house things that are popular now.

DSC_1126Ryan’s sense of humor at work.