I'm sorry I haven't posted in such a long time. Things haven't been going well for me and this cancer thing.
Oh, I'm still kicking, still getting on, but I'd had hopes that things would be improving by now. And they aren't.
I'm impatient, I guess. Doing things the alternative way can take time. I'm trying to regain balance in my system after decades of living out of balance. It takes time.
But, boy, it's hard as I watch things grow on my chest and I continue to try to follow the protocol with little headway.
So it's a downer. And I try to be uplifting and all that here. So I just haven't written.
But I did come across something funny today and wanted to share.
I'm trying to juice more. One of the problems I've had on this protocol is getting enough vegetables into my system. I do fine not eating things. Not so great eating what I'm supposed to.
I've been buying carrots, celery, beets and other stuff to juice at the local supermarket. But recently I visited a health food store and bought some carrots from them.
I got home and these were Superman carrots. I mean, they were huge, porn star huge. One carrot made the same amount of juice three supermarket carrots did.
I was trying to come up with a name for these carrots, you know, like a porn star, Paul Poundsalot or Big Bob Banger. But couldn't really come up with one.
I had the last of those carrots this morning. I have to hit the market tonight to get some more carrots but I can't make it to the health food store.
So I will have to lust for my porn star carrots from afar. At least until the weekend when I'll make my rabid way up the freeway in search of Sammy Schlong the Carrot.