zianuray

OK, so how do "they" decide that you have a xx% chance of dying of this and a nn% chance of dying of that...you omgWILL live x%/xmanyyears longer if you do this-or-theotherthing....

According to the CDC at this link (pdf), my granduncle LeRoy, born in 1903, had a life expectancy of 49.5 years; my grandfather, born in 1912, had 51.9 years.

Grampa died at 75, and Unca Roy was still driving the lawnmower up to the square to hang at the Liar's Bench.  He passed at 87.

Gramma (Unca Roy's sister, my maternal grandmother) died at 73; her daughter Virginia(yes, my mother), died at 60.

Uncle Roy started smoking at age 12, the roll-your-owns, I don't know when he started chewing but longer than I can remember for certain.  Never had cancer, emphysema, whatever. 

Grampa had adult-onset diabetes (runs in that side of the family -- his dad, brother and sister all had it too, and they died early b/c of NOT taking care), and I suspect that's WHY he lasted as long as he did -- he paid attention, did all the tests his doctor suggested, and kept track as well as possible for the state of technology then -- "dip-strips," eew!  Started with the pills in, oh, late 1960s? and went to insulin in the mid 70's if I recall right.

Gramma had "a bad heart" and hypertension for years; she died of congestive heart failure (and, I believe, a broken heart).

Virginia smoked for at least 25 years, two-pack-a-day (see previous rantage), but claimed that had nothing to do with the fact that she got emphysema later, that it was totally genetic, an enzyme deficiency.  And she was an RN *snort*.  Not just a river in Egypt.

SO.  Uncle Roy, smokes for over 60 years, no prob.  Ma, smokes for 25, quits to get remarried and lives another 15 years, dies from emphysema.  What's the difference?  Who would have predicted that variance?

"Every serving of alcohol takes three minutes off your life" according to some ad campaign a few years ago -- DH's dad should have died 5 years before DH was born by that criteria, says DH.

When married to Daughter's father, I took one of those stress questionnaires from a psych/counselor.  I should have been dead three years at the time I took the test, more than 20 years ago. 

That feller who started the whole jogging craze -- what was is name? -- much was made of the fact that he died of a heart attack.  I found an article that mentioned that he actually outlived what his doctors expected as heart problems "ran" in his family.

I have decided that there is only one thing that'll kill ya, and that's being born conceived in the first place.  Life has a 100% mortality rate (well, except for Elijah, and I'd call that the exception that proves the rule).  May as well enjoy it, and make your own decisions on what is and isn't worth giving up!







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" A [redacted] Business provides its clients with hands-on deep tissue massage, esalen massage, swedish massage, sports massage, prenatal massage, neuro muscular massage, myofascial massage, and reflexology massage, and also offers a line of oils, lotions, and other therapeutic products."


And hands-OFF deep tissue massage would be how...?

JUST wondering, this has NOT happened.  Yet.

So.  I'm in the basement, doing laundry or research.  There's a very loud knock on the door and I don't get there quite in time to suit the SWAT team on the other side.  They proceed to bust up the door and frame, likely shoot the dog, about give me a heart attack, and rip the house apart looking for something or someone I've never heard of.

Who is responsible for fixing the damage?  Does the PD have insurance for such things, or is it on me and the renter's/home-owner's insurance?  Does insurance cover something like that at all anyway?

You hear about cops getting the wrong house in the town down the street, but you never hear about a lawsuit for fixing the door or replacing the dog -- and this one is irreplaceable, I gotta admit, and I don't much like dogs.

if the govenment isn't supposed to make any laws respecting one religion over another.....why are Christmas, Easter, and Thanksgiving _FEDERAL_ holidays?

Read an article in the new IFJ (formerly PNN) where someone mentions that during a NDE she saw Cerrunos and he was praying.

So now my brain is doing the whole ????????? thing: after all, to whom would a god pray? Another god/dess? The universe? So I'm shelvng that one for a bit.

EDIT: Husband suggests that a god would pray to US--to humans--that we don't stop believing in him/them. (Makes sense, esp if you've read AMERICAN GODS.)

Daughter suggests another god or an "over-deity."

kingofthewho
has an interesting poll up today, one which got me to thinking (Danger!  Danger Will Robinson!) about aliens, UFOs, etc......

in all the "contact" books and articles I've seen--with the exception of the "Blue Book" stuff, which has no ACTUAL
contact--the contactee is Joe/Josephine Average.
Or a tad below on the IQ/RQ end of things. Therefore, credibility for me is severely damaged. 
(Yeah, "they couldn't make that up if they're so dumb!"  Right.)

If ALFs want to crossbreed on us--which I can't for a minute imagine--wouldn't they want to breed for the MOST intelligent, successful, etc?
Not because I have anything against humans, or that I think aliens must be wonderful--but do you want to breed with a dolphin? 
They're intelligent, after all!

SO--and this is a two-parter--

1)  If you were an alien, would you want your species' genes mixed with the Cream-of-the-Crop, Forbes100, ISPE folks, or with the
less-educated,  "it-must-be-true-it-was-in-the-National-Enquirer" gawps that tend to get the interviews?

2)  ARE there "true story" contact books written by contactees from the upper end of the economic/social/intellectual range? 
     WHERE ARE THEY??????