Best wishes to Charlie Martin. I predict it will work.
For what it’s worth, my dad died at fifty-five, a third of a century ago, in large part due to criminal dietary advice (OK, maybe that’s a little too strong — they probably knew no better) and my mother at sixty-eight to a massive heart attack in the night, in her sleep. At least for her, it was fast. And in both cases they were overweight smokers, a product of their generation.
More on North Carolina’s war on dietary freedom of speech.
This increases my conviction that it’s good for uninjured brains, too, because there are no uninjured brains, when it comes to aging.
Go on a low-carb ketogenic diet.
Happy Rebirthday!
A judicial blow against it. Go support the Institute for Justice in their continuing battle against this outrageous ruling.
Here’s an intersection of two of my favorite topics — the heavy hand of the state in regulating speech, and paleolithic diets, from George Will. And good for the Institute for Justice.
This time it’s deadly. With a bonus discussion on surviving the coming meltdown.
Well, everything went according to plan. Though from a pain standpoint, it’s likely to get worse before it gets better, because they shot up the area with a local, and I’ll probably be unhappy when it wears off (I do have decent meds, though). But at least for now, I’m ambulatory, up and down stairs, and can sit at the computer.
It was probably good to get this out of the way in front of a three-day weekend…
[Friday mid-morning update]
Just to end all the speculation in comments, it was not an “@n@l spelunking” (not that there’s anything wrong with that). I had to patch up (literally) an inguinal hernia on the right side. I was trying to avoid TMI, but…
What it has to do with a low-carb diet. It’s not what you might think.