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The singles spun on the Great are now on the skein winder. I'm 2-plying them using the new Navajo spindle.

This is the Great wheel (also called a Walking Wheel or Wool Wheel) that came from the Athearn family on Martha's Vineyard. The wheel was found in the farmhouse attic. It was missing the spinning head, but Harriet had a spare Minor's head to lend. Notice the wheel has 4 legs instead of the usual 3.
With a little bit of tweaking, the wheel spins wonderfully. I'll be asking the Athearn family about the wheel, so far I've hear about memories of a grandmother fussing because she couldn't spin because a part was missing (I assume the spinning head). And I hope to get into the attic this came from to look for other fiber processing tools that went with it. See the last photo for the "matching" skein winder.

The axle is wooden, which may mean the wheel is older, since most Greats have metal axles. (Ignore the yellow on the left, that is just a spacer we put in to make the wheel work.) There are no maker's marks anywhere, that I can find. The wheel is pegged instead of nailed. Below are photos of the peg that holds up the post that holds the wheel.

The bench is decorated with scalloped indents, which also match the scalloping on the ends of the skeiner.

Below is the tensioner.

And here is the very worn skeiner found with the wheel. It will get its own set of pictures!

Rumination 24. Building Destructive Empires
By
Thomas P. Vogl
September 27, 2009
Sutent was a roaring success for me initially. The scans two months after starting Sutent showed stable disease and the side effects were minimal. So, of course, we continued the Sutent with scans scheduled two months later (September 2). Unfortunately, a funny thing happened on the way to the forum. In mid-August, two days before the Agricultural Fair that we were scheduled to work for four days, my bi-weekly labs showed that my LDH (a non-specific liver function measure) jumped almost 50% from two weeks before. Curious, but not alarming. The next day (after spending the day setting up for the fair), I spiked a fever and thought, probably correctly, that I had a virus at a most inopportune time. By the next day I had what was most likely my first ever attack of acute hepatitis with all the classic symptoms except jaundice accompanied by just a little pain, mainly discomfort. Ten days later we did the scheduled scans and there were significant changes in the liver. So, in preparation to switching to a new experimental regimen, a PD-1 inhibitor (more below), we discontinued the Sutent. Within 24 hours the symptoms had markedly decreased and within three days they were gone. I also discovered that the fatigue, for which Sutent is famous, had been sneaking up on me so slowly that I did not notice, after having been absent (as far as I could tell) the first few weeks of treatment. What a pleasant surprise to have the hepatitis gone and my energy back!
Last week I met with Dr. Hodi and Laurie Chiambalero, the research nurse on the Phase 1b PD-1 study. It was a delightful, positive meeting in which we covered all the bases. The drug, MDX-1106, will be infused every two weeks at 10mg/Kg, the dose considered optimal (see http://www.asco.org/ASCOv2/Meetings/Abstracts&vmview=abst_detail_view&confID=55&abstractID=34904) and, aside from occasional scans, there will be no reason for additional trips to Boston. After the first infusion, for which I elect to stay in Boston overnight just in case of untoward side effects, infusions will all be one day trips. So far, only twenty patients have been recruited into the study so relatively little is known about side effects other than that there is no discernible pattern to date. Since I worked with Laurie on another study with Dr. Shapiro, I feel very comfortable working with her and Dr. Hodi. I have decided, however, that if this study does not help me, I will not participate in any further studies unless there is biological evidence that the drug is relevant to my tumor's deranged pathway(s).
The reason I feel relatively optimistic about this very new drug, is that (briefly) it binds a receptor (PD-1) on the surface of the melanoma cells. This binding blocks the activation of a protein that would otherwise be activated and inhibit the function of T-cells, a component of the immune system that could destroy the abnormal tumor cells. The English language is inimical to double negatives, so it has a great deal of difficulty in dealing with immunology, which is full of them. So another way of explaining what the PD-1 inhibitor does is that by inhibiting production of a protein that inhibits T-cell attacks on the cancer cells, it disinhibits the functioning of the immune system.
Since my immune system has clearly been doing a pretty good job of keeping the tumor progressing far slower than expected, suppressing this obstacle to allowing the full force of my immune system to act against the tumor suggests that the results will be encouraging. This assumes, of course, that my tumor produces this protein, and that we do not know. We shall see.
Added in proof: The astounding positive results of PLX4302 (a BRAFV600E inhibitor) on metastatic melanoma (http://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/152309.php ) were announced a few days ago. Slides from my tumor are being tested for this mutation. Results in a few weeks.
However, the PD-1 study will not start for another few weeks. The reason for that brings me to the the title of this Rumination.
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I asked when the study would begin, and I was told that the IRB (Institutional Review Board) paperwork still needed some i's dotted and t's crossed. Probably an unnecessary delay, but OK. I then asked where (which of three infusion facilities at DFCI) the infusion will take place and was told that this was also an IRB decision. To me, that was the last straw, so I will vent my frustration and anger at IRB misfeasance here. For my many readers who may not be aware of the history of IRBs, IRBs were created by Congressional mandate (see, e.g., http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Institutional_review_boardhttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Institutional_review_board
for the laudable purpose “to assure, both in advance and by periodic review, that appropriate steps are taken to protect the rights and welfare of humans participating as subjects in a research study “ Each facility (hospital, research institution, university) establishes its own independent IRB that must follow the guidelines/rules mandated by FDA and NIH.
Unfortunately, but essentially inevitably, this laudable purpose has been perverted to generate a bureaucracy that, de facto, functions to protect its local institution using patient protection as a club to expand its empire and exert ever increasing control over the research enterprise by non-scientist/non-physician administrators, and, equally important to protect the organization from adverse publicity and law suits. (I won't mention the for profit rent-an-IRB scams further.) Only rarely do administrators value the goal of their institution over their own aggrandizement and CYA (Cover Your Ass)– those select few are worth their weight in platinum. The literature is rife with examples. The example I encountered is probably typical. Consider the three infusion facilities at DFCI. Either they are of equal quality and competence, in which case the choice among them is completely irrelevant to protecting “the rights and welfare of patients”, or they are unequal in some way relevant to patient protection in which case the IRB, to fulfill its mandate, should tell doctors to only assign patients to the best one and be raising hell with the hospital administration to correct shortcomings in the others. In neither case is it appropriate for the IRB to assign patients to a particular infusion facility. It is a failure of top management to curb the mission creep and power enhancement that is the personal goal of every administrator and manager in every institution, public or private.
The problem is widespread. The most famous CYA case was a study of the effect of maintaining the prescribed sterility actions in emergency situations (in this case placing central lines) on subsequent complications. A study at one hospital in the mid-West, when they assigned a staff member (I believe a nurse) to accompany a team and remind them of sterile procedures showed a marked decline in complications. When they asked NIH for grant support to try this at other hospitals before a general recommendation was made (after all an additional staff member costs money and their presence must be cost effective) the NIH Office of Human Subjects Research (OHSR, the NIH IRB that covers grant applications) said that they could not do this without obtaining the informed consent of the patients. Picture this: a seriously ill patient in the Emergency Department or the ICU must be asked to sign a waver to allow a nurse to remind the doctor to wash his/her hands! National publicity and ridicule eventually reversed this bizarre decision. Unfortunately, the incident did nothing to change the behavior of IRBs or of the OHSR. Delays of significant research projects by IRB hairsplitting and nit-picking continue unabated. As my example from DFCI illustrates, such intrusive incursions are ubiquitous. It may not be killing research by the death of one thousand cuts, but it certainly slows research, and wastes enormous amounts of time and money. What has happened to staying within the stated mandate, let alone using a modicum of common sense?
Have any of you ever seen, let alone read, a consent form that can pass IRB muster? I have in front of me copies of the two consent forms I signed for the PD-1 study. The main one, which is consent to the study, runs 26 single spaced pages. (Think about the median reading competence of the U.S. population!) Reasonably enough, the first three pages outline the purpose of the study and alternative treatments for the patient's condition. The next six pages are devoted to explaining the screening and the protocol including explanations of what EKGs, urine tests, blood tests, etc. involve. The last 16 pages are devoted to a laundry list of what can conceivably go wrong without any attempt to put these events into perspective or to inform the reader what is known about the incidence of these events to prior patients. Does this not serve far more to protect the institution, no matter what may happen, rather than meaningfully inform the patient? Now, particularly in Phase I trials, the number of prior patients may be small and the data scanty. None the less, is this not the kind of information needed to allow an informed consent?
The other consent form I signed runs only ten pages to allow for for the collection of a few additional tubes of blood for immunological studies. What is particularly fascinating and worrying is that this immunologic study is the primary basic research component of the study -- can the efficacy of this drug be predicted from the patient's immunologic status and can the effect of the drug on patients be monitored by changes in their immunologic status? Some obvious questions: Why is this not a part of the original consent and should any patients not agreeing to this be allowed in the study? Having already agreed to blood draws in the primary consent form, does it really need ten more pages of boiler plate to allow the draw of a few more tubes? What a fantasy world of philosophical theory the IRBs live in at what cost to society with consent forms written to protect the institution and providers rather than inform of the patient.
A similar fate for similar reasons has befallen HIPAA. HIPAA started as a drive to force standardization on medical insurance claim forms (which never happened). Added were attempts to increase electronic transactions and, in the process protect patient's medical records from inadvertent or malicious disclosure to others. See http://www.hipaaps.com/main/background.html for an overview. In a nutshell, HIPAA ended up saying that the patient has control (in a sense, ownership) over his/her medical record and may dictate to whom they may or may not be disclosed. Enter the bureaucracy and the empire building CYA administrator. When I asked Dr. Hodi to give me copies of all the reports (Labs, radiology, etc.) as soon as they were received, either in person, by FAX, or e-mail, I was informed that the local HIPAA administrator has decreed that all patient requests for such information must come through the Medical Records Department (which, of course, is his bailiwick). To ensure that this will happen, he has decreed that all printing and e-mailing from the DFCI computer system will be monitored and that any printing or e-mail of any medical record is essentially prohibited and exceptions will be investigated and have to be justified. For empire building, what a great ploy using the fear of large fines as club; for CYA it is an ideal excuse for the most arcane restrictions that require lots of staff to oversee – see my budget and my empire grow; for doctor-patient communication, what a disaster.
Equally horrifying is the unintended but pernicious influence of HIPAA on research. If patient data can be shared only under an immense bureaucratic paperwork burden, it most often will not be shared, vital data/information becomes unavailable, and the whole point of the enterprise, improving patient care, is slowed if not stopped cold. All this because in our society, personal medical information is considered in the same light as information on personal sexual activity was viewed in Victorian England. My personal view on the matter is that if anyone in the world can benefit by reading my medical record, they are welcome to do so. If this requires publication of my record in the New York Times, sure, go ahead. Given the national obsession with medical privacy, I am not suggesting that HIPAA be scrapped. Rather, I suggest that individuals have the right to waive or opt-out of HIPAA. People are allowed to waive trial by jury even in capital cases, and to waive many other rights conferred by law if they choose to do so and if in so doing no one else is harmed. Why not HIPAA?
I am also very curious as to why the senior clinical investigators, who bring their institutions both prestige and a copious flow of direct and overhead funds, have chosen to roll over and play dead in response to this assault upon their time, energy, and patients. As a group within their own institution, and nationally through their organizations such as ASCO (American Society for Clinical Oncology), they have considerable power and clout, if only they would choose to exercise it. A lobbyist to Congress would be useful. A more immediate need is a publicist to inform the general public of what the interference of these hair-splitting, nitpicking bureaucrats are doing to delay their care, intrude upon the doctor-patient relationship, slow down finding desperately needed treatments, and use up money that could be used for research. A very important role for the publicist should be to regularly publicize IRB and HIPAA absurdities. A little ridicule would go far to rationalize the behavior of both IRBs and HIPAA administrators.
I end with a plea to those of my readers who are lawyers or who have friends who are lawyers: Could one of you please come up with a blanket waiver for patients who wish to exempt their medical records from HIPAA safeguards. Of course, the institution and providers releasing those records must be held harmless in perpetuity for that release. It would also be necessary that the document requires the immediate release of the information as it is generated, lest the institution generates further paperwork obstacles to the prompt release of information.
The collected Ruminations may be found at http://upislandeggs.com/Ruminations.htm
and my e-mail address at the bottom of the page at http://upislandeggs.com/
(I use this circumlocution to suppress spam).
Tom and I have stuck our toes in the waters of Facebook - so you can "friend" us if you like. Most of his family and some of mine are already on it and I've reconnected with several old friends from high school and college.
The latest small bread project has been real croissants. 
This is the third try, and though the first two were edible, these are pretty close to the way they should be. I used the recipe from the King Arthur Flour Baker's Companion and the only thing I did differently was to use a cultured unsalted butter. I bought a new, huge rolling pin for the recipe and it worked beautifully.
I've been debating about whether a big pastry board is worth the cost in both terms of money and storage space. The croissants are rolled out into a big rectangle and only one countertop in the kitchen - which usually has the plastic wrap holder, thermo sealer and electric grill on it - is big enough. Fantes has a wooden one I've been eyeing, 28" X 22.5", and a silicone one as well, though I sent the small silicone pastry mat I had to the Dumptique because everything stuck to it. I suspect I'll stick with the counter, though Tom thinks I ought to ask the guys at Krug & Ryan who made our lovely cutting board to make one for us.
The chickens are doing fine and laying tons of eggs. The zebra finches are having a batch of babies every week or so. We have no idea how many zeebs are in the sunroom, but they don't look crowded. They are, however, eating vast quantities of finch food which has become very hard to get on island, at least in big sacks. Either the feed store doesn't have a big enough order to put in with the bird food company, or, when they do order, the company is backordered on the food we need. Kaytee Forti-Diet Finch food is their favorite, but they will eat whatever finch food we can find!
Spring is here - Tom needs to show me some plumbing stuff in case the flapper valve on the toilet breaks while he is in Boston for a week for his new treatment (he leaves Tuesday afternoon.)
Rumination 20. Clinical Trials and Tribulations
ByThe inanities and insanities of clinical trial protocols have caught up with me with a vengeance. I started the trial of the Cdk inhibitor SCH727965 in September at what at that time had been determined to be the maximum tolerable dose and I had a fairly severe immediate reaction to the drug - my blood pressure dropped and I went into the classic definition of shock which a rapid infusion of fluids quickly and easily corrected. Consequently the powers that be (i.e., the drug company) decided that the next time, three weeks later, I was to receive only half the dose. I also was given much earlier and more aggressive fluid support. At that dose and with the fluid support I experienced only the mildest of the expected side effects. Three weeks later, my regularly scheduled scans showed a noticeable drug effect on my tumors and the lower dose infusion the next day caused only the slightest sign of any side effects. The next treatment, three weeks later at the same lower dose had no side effects at all. My body clearly was getting used to the drug. I discussed increasing the dose with adequate fluid support and was told that once the dose had been reduced increasing it again was not permitted. The next set of scans (every six weeks) showed stable disease but no drug effect. Six weeks later (in January) my tumors had progressed and I was kicked off the study.
I have since learned that the established dose has been decreased further and indeed no side effects have been reported on this new dose. Of course, no success has been reported either. Administration of all drugs, and particularly new drugs, need to take into account something that all practicing physicians know (but too often ignore), namely that an individual's response to many drugs varies greatly. It makes little or no sense to try to determine maximum tolerated dose (MTD) on groups of patients where if even a small number of patients have serious side effects, everyone's dose is lowered. Dose escalation must be done on individual patients to be meaningful: Somewhere around 75% of the averaged MTD determined individually on the first group of patients is probably a good place to start dose escalation for the next group of patients. The low end MTD of the group is not necessarily, or even often, close to the optimal dose for the majority of patients. The Cdk inhibitor was showing every sign of working on me, but the drug company with the connivance of the FDA had my physician's hands tied and the lower dose, not surprisingly, had no effect. Is it any wonder that 80 - 90% of all clinical trials of new drugs fail? I have a suspicion that it is the lawyers (if anything goes awry we'll find someone whose fault it is, and, oh boy, will we make them pay) that bear the brunt of the blame, but the courts also bear responsibility for allowing the current state of affairs to develop and continue.
There is an interesting sidelight to all this. Drug companies love to complain about the cost of clinical trials and use this cost as an excuse to jack up the price of the few drugs that make it through the clinical trial process. Just consider how much money they would save if clinical trials focused on the clinical instead of the trial and considered therapeutic response from the very beginning. Furthermore, what seems never to be mentioned is that they bear only a small part of the cost. Much of the cost of the administration of the drug and the care of the patient during the clinical trial is passed on to Medicare and other insurance carriers, irrespective of the absurdity of the protocol, once the protocol has been rubber stamped by the FDA. "When will they ever learn, when ..."
None the less, unless I throw in the towel, I need to find a new study in which to participate. So, on February 11, I met with Dr. Shapiro in the morning and Dr. Hodi after lunch. Details of the considerations are discussed below the break. The upshot was unanimous agreement that an Hsp90 inhibitor was first choice of the way to go. (I have complained vociferously in the past about my interactions with Dr. Hodi. While I do not retroactively withdraw those complaints, I must report that what was true then is most certainly not true today. Our interaction was professional, most pleasant, highly instructive, and a much appreciated change from earlier days; I relish his highly knowledgeable input, positive tone, and offers of help.)
We all agreed that three classes of drugs were the most likely to be of benefit to me. Of these, the Hsp90 inhibitors were the most attractive for both theoretical and practical reasons. The theoretical reasons is that Hsp90 is a component of several of the relevant cellular signaling pathways. The practical reason is that no slots were available in the other trials for several months. Of the ongoing Hsp90 trials only two were practical for me in terms of travel and stay requirements. One is being run by NCI (National Cancer Institute, NIH) in Bethesda but would probably require relatively infrequent visits (it is an orally administered drug but I have not explored the details) and the other by Dr. Shapiro at DFCI that will require weekly visits for infusion. Because I have such high professional and personal regard for Dr. Shapiro and everyone on the staff of his unit, I asked to be considered for that Hsp90 trial, a Novartis drug, AUY922. I heard on Thursday (2/12) that Novartis has accepted me into the trial. I expect that the preliminaries, scans, EKG, etc., will happen next week. I note in passing how quickly things are changing in cancer therapeutics. Six months ago the consensus was that CTLA-4 inhibitors were the way to go and the Hsp90 inhibitors were speculative at best. I can't wait to find out what the drug of choice will be six months hence when Hsp90's stop working on me.
This is also the appropriate moment to talk about the genome sequencing on a sample of tissue removed from a metastatic lymph node in my neck, that was organized by my friends an N-of-One (http://www.n-of-one.com/), Drs. June Kinoshita and Jennifer Carter. The results are indicative of the current state of individualized genomic medicine. The analysis identified only mutations. Most of the mutations identified in my tumor code proteins with unknown function. Many cancer-related genomic changes are replications, not mutations, and the study that was done did not identify them. That is not to say that the study was not marginally useful. It allowed us to decide that Gleevec, a drug useful for c-KIT mutations but not replications would not help me. It also suggested that the available MET inhibitors, PF02341066, would probably not be useful in my case. (The results for the sample sent out for sequencing are not back.) So, while not as useful as such sequencing will be in the years to come, it was useful in reducing the field of choices for the next drug to try.
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I will go into some detail of my choice for the next trial, because it contains a cautionary tale of general applicability. It also demonstrates how very quickly the field of cancer drugs is moving.
Before my meetings on the 11th, I compiled a list of studies worthy of consideration. the list was
PF-02341066 C-MET/Selective Tyrosine kinase inhibitor.When I started my search, I thought that the CTLA-4 inhibitor with the unpronounceable name of Ipilumimab (Ipi) would be my first choice, because the two people I know who also have metastatic melanoma were on this drug and both had excellent long-term results with very few, if any, side effects. I did know that previous studies have demonstrated that no more than 8-12% of patients on Ipi received any benefit. What I did not know until I searched the recent literature [J. Weber, Overcoming Immunologic Tolerance to Melanoma: Targeting CTLA-4 with Ipilumimab (MDX-010). The oncologist 2008:13 (suppl. 4):16-25; and G. Q. Phan et al, CTLA-4 Blockade with Monoclonal Antibodies Metastatic Cancer: Surgical Issues. Annals of Surgical Oncology 15:3014-21 (2008)] was how frequent and serious long term side effects are with this drug. It turns out that benefit is usually attained only in patients who also have significant side effects. So, much to my surprise, that drug went from the top to near the bottom of my list. The cautionary moral of this story is how knowing a few patients can so mislead one from the realities of evidence based medicine.
Of course, what drug one chooses when there is neither a clear choice nor a clear promise of benefit, must perforce be based on a personal cost/benefit analysis. My cost/benefit analysis is based on my firm conviction that at my age quality of life is the overriding consideration; quantity counts for very little. Based on that premise, I reject any drugs with only short duration of benefit, if any, (which includes all approved drugs for melanoma) and that have the possibility of producing long-lasting (more than a few days) side effects. That eliminates both Ipi and Sutent because of their frequent serious, long-lasting, side effects. The Aurora A inhibitor is high on the list of possibilities because my prior good experience with an Aurora-B inhibitor (AZD-1152) that kept me stable for several months and had no appreciable side effects. The addition of a VEGFr inhibitor (to inhibit angiogenesis) to an Aurora-A inhibitor is a very interesting and desirable attribute of that study. Unfortunately, no slots for the study will be available for several months.
Melphalan infusion and recapture has the advantage of addressing my liver metastases directly, and those are the only metastases I have that are life threatening in the immediate future. However, this study, now phase III (NCT00324727) [J. F. Pingpank et al., Phase I Study of Hepatic Arterial Melphalan Infusion and Hepatic Venous Hemofiltration Using Percutaneously Placed Catheters in patients with Unresectable Hepatic Malignancies. J. Clinical oncol. 23: 3465-74 (2005); B van Etten et al., Isolated Hepatic Perfusion with Melphalan in Patients with Irresectable Ocular melanoma Metastases. Eur. J. Surg. Oncol. (2008) doi:10.1016/j.ejso.2008.07.004] involves monthly general anesthesia and multiple catheter placement, so I think it is best reserved for consideration at some future time when I become symptomatic, and hopefully, the results of the currently ongoing trial of this approach become available.
What makes an Hsp90 inhibitor so attractive is that Hsp90 is essential for the MET, KIT, and VEGF pathways, all of which are known to be involved in the proliferation of melanoma.
(http://www.novartisoncology.com/research-innovation/pipeline/AUY922.jsp?usertrack.filter_applied=true&NovaId=7852773814828258984 ). Currently there are several Hsp90 inhibitors in clinical trials. Of these, at least two are impractical for me because they are administered so frequently that I would have to move to Boston. Two studies of Hsp90 appear to be practical. The SNX-5422 at NCI in Bethesda (now there is a commute) which is an oral preparation and a study of AUY922 with Dr. Shapiro at DFCI that, after the first five weeks (one infusion per week), can be done as a day trip. (The first five weeks will require ancillary tests - lots of EKGs that will require overnight stays). So, AUY922 is going to be the next step. stay tuned.
(Previous chapters of my Ruminations can be found at http://upislandeggs.com/Ruminations.htm )
Tom was asked for his latest bread recipe - the one that started out as the New York Time's No-Knead Bread . And here is his reply:
Unfortunately, a simple question has a complicated answer. The reason for this is that I have merged King Arthur's sourdough bread recipe with the handling/baking technique of the original no-knead bread as modified by some suggestions in Cook's Illustrated . Consequently, it is no longer no-knead. However, everyone thinks the results are so good that it is worth the effort.
Bye 2008! Hi 2009!
2008 was amazingly good to and for both of us. Tom is stable and feeling fine, the chickens are doing well, Katherine has learned to knit cables, and the island is wonderful.
Tom spent a good deal of time going to Boston for treatments, though that has calmed down to once every three weeks. (You can find all the details about his medical journey as they happen in his Ruminations on this blog or the collected version on our web site upislandeggs.com/Ruminations.htm
We borrowed broody hens and let them hatch out eggs for us. Out of that batch came a truly amazing rooster who battles the crows who swoop down trying to grab the chicken treat. Our suspicion to one of the tricks to having a well-behaved non-aggressive-to-people rooster is to have a mixed breed rooster with lots of Dorking and Brahma in his background and let a very friendly gentle hen raise him. This seems to work better than using pure-breed roosters and us doing the raising.
It is hard to resist taking a hand in the raising though, particularly when the chicken is willing to help Katherine play World of Warcraft (Zaw, 80, Echo Isles).
The summer and fall were full of our traditional weaving & spinning demos at the Fair, helping the Ag Society to get a barn built by the Amish, and a wonderful trip to New York City. Our cooking took one of those occasional leaps forward – Tom adapted the famous no-knead bread recipe to perfection, Katherine mastered English muffins, and we realized that the Swiss style cheeses we make are some of our best. So we have started tweaking them and came up with very memorable Saffron Swiss and Caraway-Cumin Swiss (there is a Dill Swiss aging now – we have high hopes!)
And the ever present conundrum on what to take to parties and picnics in 2008 was solved by skewered stuff – we must have made 6 or 8 skewery things, sometimes with shrimp, sometimes with steak. The Solstice party was held in the middle of an impressive snow storm but Island folk are a hearty bunch and can, mostly, drive in snow so the party went on and was one of our better efforts.
2008 kept the guest bedroom filled up with friends and family – nice visits and new perspectives. Katherine turned out lots of chemo hats and in doing so finally learned to knit regular and bi-color cables (lace knitting is still unconquered territory.) Tom is weaving linen chenille hand towels on his big loom and goes curling twice a week when schedule permits. This time of year Tom is doing interviews of lower Cape and Island kids applying to Columbia.
As for 2009, in January we will celebrate out 30th anniversary! Wishing you a glorious New Year!
With the kind permission of Dan Waters, here is the poem he read on Dec 9, 2008 at the West Tisbury town party.
West Tisbury Town Party
When beetlebungs stand bare of bough
And winter stings the air,
And woodsmoke hangs on Brandy Brow
Like wisps of thinning hair,
We waken hungry for a bite
Like some gigantic beast
And tie our kitchen aprons tight
And cook a town-wide feast.
It's quite the neighborly affair -
Warm kisses, mug to mug,
No lack of pies or news to share
With mothball-perfumed hug.
We fill our ears and stuff our face
With casserole and rumor,
And loosen belts for breathing space
To laugh at Skipper's humor.
And what's the potluck's main appeal?
Well, often it's a tossup:
Part cheap night out, part home-cooked meal,
Part good old-fashioned gossip.
We chew the fat; we laugh, complain -
It's almost like Town Meeting,
Except that here the stomach pain
Is caused by too much eating.
At last, when all's been said and chewed,
We end the night's adventure
And take a peaceful interlude
To rest both tongue and denture
Before we launch the second round
With palates hale and hearty
At Tom and Katherine's world-renowned
Hibernal Solstice Party!
© Daniel Waters
We are starting to seriously get ready for our annual Winter Solstice Party, Sunday, Dec 21 from noon to eight. (You are invited!)
The menu is pretty much the same as always
Whole poached salmon decorated to look vaguely like striped bass
Big ham
Chili with all the fixings
Ham and Bean Soup
Wild rice salad
Corn pudding (this is new this year)
Saurkraut and weisswurst (new last year and very popular)
People will bring desserts and finger food.
The weather is always iffy - it may be raining Sunday, the reports are still mixed about whether it will/won't rain/sleet/snow.
I'm off to go make dashi to poach the salmon in and to chop and toast the nuts for the wild rice salad.
By
Thomas P. Vogl
December 12, 2008
My scans three days ago showed that I was ‘stable’. That is, some tumors grew, some decreased in size or metabolic activity. The current experimental therapy that I am on (SCH727965, a Cdk inhibitor) will continue. Since I only have to go to Boston every three weeks for eight hours of infusion, and my body has become acclimated to the drug to the point where I am only uncomfortable for about 12 hours after the infusion, the current regimen exceeds my ground rule that any therapy may interfere with my life no more than 10% of my time. Getting scanned every six weeks (which takes me to Boston for an extra day – not a serious imposition) does not bother me until about two days prior, when I really want to see the radiology report now, not in three days. Unrealistic, but true. I would be remiss in failing to mention that occasional brief periods of free-floating anxiety are, not surprisingly, inevitable.
Why, then, the title of this Rumination? Because being stable is perpetually waiting for the other shoe to drop. I am also waiting to hear the results (in several weeks) of the genetic analysis of my tumor, an analysis that I give a ten percent chance of providing therapeutically relevant information. An finally, waiting for the for the breakthrough in understanding cancer as described below.
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I admit to getting older, and in six months, when I reach my 80th birthday, I will admit to actually being old; until then, I am still middle aged. You may have observed that old people like to reminisce. I have noticed in me a tendency to do likewise. Now that I do reminisce occasionally, I realize that the reason for doing so is quite different from what I had imagined it to be. I have discovered that the reason is that the perceptions of younger people about current events and their relation to historical events about which they have only read or heard about, are very different from the perceptions of those who have lived through those 'historical' events, such as WWII.
Why do I bring this up? Because scientists have the same problem in relating current events to similar historical situations, that may not be perceived as similar by those who have not lived through them. In the early 1950's, as a young scientist, I was aware of, but not personally involved in, the exciting and mystifying research coming out of the 'atom smashing' experiments being conducted on the then novel cyclotrons. Not a week would pass without another paper describing a huge variety of 'hadrons' each with a different energy. The theoreticians were busily engaged in cataloging and numerology trying to discern a pattern in these energy levels. This proliferation of particles prompted Wolfgang Pauli to remark: "Had I foreseen this, I would have gone into botany". It took eight more years until 1961, with the introduction of the quark model, that the mess of particles began to be straightened out, eventually leading to what is now called the standard model in the 1970's.
The graybeards of the time reminisced about the 1880s and 90's when, shortly after the discovery of absorption lines in the solar spectrum, emission spectroscopy produced reams of data about the spectral lines emitted by heated elements and the theoreticians all did numerology on the wavelengths and intensities of all the lines. This continued until 1900 when Max Plank proposed quantization, leading to quantum theory that offered a sound theoretical model/explanation, and all the spectroscopic lines and their interrelationships fell into place.
Despite the overwhelming similarities between the situation in the 1890's and 1950's, very few young physicists in the 1950’s believed that it would take a novel theory to resolve the problem nor that it would take close to 20 years. They had not lived, as physicists, through the 1890's.
As a graybeard, I submit that the situation in cancer research is history repeating itself. Not a week passes by that there is not at least one paper published that details half a dozen or more novel genes associated with this cancer or that disease*. Shades of the 1950's! Cataloging genes, and the associated numerology, is no more going give us fundamental insight into cancer that it did to spectral lines or hadrons. Now, as then, most active researches do not believe a new theory will be needed. I am willing to bet they are wrong; been there, done that, which is very different from reading about it in history books.
That said, I hasten to add that cataloging and numerology may produce clinically important results without necessarily shedding any light on theoretical approaches. A shining and exciting example of just this sort of fruitful analysis is a paper by K. S. Garman, et al., A Genomic Approach to Colon Cancer Risk Stratification Yields Biologic Insights Into Therapeutic Opportunity [PNAS 105: 19431-36 (December 8, 2008)]. The title does not do justice to their accomplishment. They used a Bayesian binary regression to develop a 50 gene signature that effectively distinguishes between early stage, cleanly resected, colon cancer patients with low and with high risk of disease re-occurrence. The model was successfully tested on two independent cohorts of patients (two different cohorts from the patients used to develop the model). In the process they also show that Cox-2 inhibition and PI3Kinase inhibition may well be more effective that the currently standard chemotherapy with 5-fluorouracil and oxaliplatin.
There are significant grounds for long-term optimism. I am cheered by the comment by W. D. Faulkes, in 'Inherited Susceptibility to Common Cancers’, NEJM 395:2143 (November 13, 2008) page 2150, that:
The identification of high-risk cancer susceptibility genes means that physicians and persons at risk must understand the implications of the risk
of genetic cancer; this identification has resulted in the blossoming of cancer genetics as a clinical subspecialty. Genetic counselors and other health specialists with expertise in cancer risk assessment are qualified to offer the kinds of services needed by persons with or at risk for hereditary
cancer.
Genetic testing for the highly penetrant genes listed in Table 1 is widely available (see www.genetests.org for a list of testing laboratories. Despite the apparent simplicity of the genetic tests themselves, interpretation, particularly of unclassified variants, can be much more difficult. Such complexities, including genetic sites of low impact or genetic variants of unknown significance, warrant appropriate pretest and post-test counseling for persons who undergo genetic testing. (Emphasis added by me.)
I predict that the much needed novel theoretical understanding of cancer will come out of the clinical sub-specialty of cancer genetics that studies cancer commonalities across organ systems.
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* A single day’s catch from Medical Research News, 8 December 2008:
Scientists find 12 new genes with potential as drug targets
http://www.news-medical.net/?id=43866
Scientists have identified 12 new genes that are somewhat strange bedfellows: Some link gallstones and blood cholesterol levels, others link melatonin and sleep patterns to small increases in glucose levels and larger jumps in the risk of diabetes.
Discovery of 11 new gene sites that influence cholesterol or triglyceride levels
http://www.news-medical.net/?id=43882
An international research team has identified 11 novel locations in the human genome where common variations appear to influence cholesterol or triglyceride levels, bringing the total number of lipid-associated genes to 30.
Discovery of six novel genetic variants associated with lipid levels
http://www.news-medical.net/?id=43884
A new study presages a real aim of genetics: to look at whole populations to in order determine the significance of individual genetic variants for individual health.
Discovery of gene that protects against lung cancer
http://www.news-medical.net/?id=43667
A study led by researchers at The University of Nottingham has identified a gene that protects the body from lung cancer.
Ten of us will sit down this afternoon and feast on:
A standing rib roast with Yorkshire pudding and horseradish cream on the side
Asparagus with Hollandaise
Classic sweet potatoes with marshmallows
Roast potatoes
Biscuits
Maple glazed carrots
Corn pudding
Fruit salad that is almost a cold fruit soup (Tom thinks it is the best one I've made)
Starters are boiled shrimp with cocktail sauce, smoked bluefish and one of our cheeses and crackers
Desserts are pie and whatever shows up
Rumination 18. Glad Tidings
By
Thomas P. Vogl
November 1, 2008
The news is all good. Three weeks ago I had another infusion of the Cdk-inhibitor at half the original dose and with additional fluid support. No serious side effects and it took me just four days to fully recover, for my white count to return to normal, and the tiredness to go away, nor was there any loss of smell or taste. This week we did repeat PET and CT scans that showed not only solid stability (no new spots in my liver) but an observable response to the drug in that the avidity of some of the old lesions had decreased (less dense, i.e., less metabolic activity). Things are definitely looking up!
With these radiology results (which Andrew, ever thoughtful and considerate, gave me over the phone the same day!), I had the third infusion on Wednesday, again half dose and fluid support. This time the side effects were even less than before. While still a little shaky the evening of the infusion, by the next morning (Thursday) I felt fine – no nausea, no diarrhea, and only the slightest of headaches. By Friday morning I felt so well that both Katherine and I were amazed. I was so surprised I went over to the hospital and had them run my chemistry. My white count was back to normal and while the anemia is still there it clearly is bothering me much less. I can only surmise that my body is getting acclimated to the drug and handling it much better. This suggests that we could increase the dosage without any major consequences in terms of side effects.
Next infusion in three weeks.
It is clear that I am not the only one disgusted with the current status of clinical trials. The cover of the 10 October 2008 issue of Science features "Clinical Trials and Tribulations" and a 14 page Special Section with 5 articles bemoans the current state of affairs. Even with all that, the section does not come close to discussing the entire spectrum of clinical trial problems. None the less it is worthwhile reading.
Nothing like a brief upbeat Rumination, is there?
Tom and I had a wonderful whirlwind visit to New York City - left Saturday and back Monday. Even though we had the noblest of intentions to culture ourselves at MOMA and the Whitney , we ended up eating our way through the Lower East Side and Spanish Harlem, puddleducking (looking in all the windows and people watching) along the way. It was splendid!
The cab picked us up at 5:30 AM Saturday, we caught the 6:00 ferry to Woods Hole and the 7:00 bus to Boston and then the train left at 9:40 to New York at about 2:00. It was a very pleasant trip - much nicer than driving or flying. We stayed with friends, Olivia and Anna, in Spanish Harlem. They have darling apartment - much bigger than we expected for that part of the world, and were very close to subways stops.
One thing we really wanted to do was eat outstanding Thai, and they knew just the place - Sripraphai in Queens! It had my favorite ever dish Mo Grop (spelling?) which is a crispy pork in chili and basil (on their menu it is C18). Also incredible was item A5, crispy fried Chinese watercress salad with shrimp, squid and chicken. This is now officially my favorite restaurant and it alone is worth a trip to the city.
On the way back we stopped by Olivia's favorite pastry shop to get croissants and a little pine nut tart for breakfast. Chef Samba at Samba Bakery Cafe in East Harlem is experimenting with serving a Moroccan meal once a month or so, and it sounds so very very good!
Sunday we headed out for a walk through China Town, admiring all the fresh produce and fish of kinds we just don't get on island. Side walk vendors were selling abalone! Our cooking would take a whole other turn for the better if we could get these kinds of ingredients! And, at a cooking supply place, we confirmed that no rack for a 16" wok exists, found some little dishes to match a set we are slowly filling in of the rice pattern ware, and found my little rolling pin. (I am going to learn to make tortillas from scratch and have been asking everyone who knows of tortilla making about a palote - a short, thin rolling pin. And everyone says to use a sawed off broom handle or sawed off [unused] toilet bowl plunger handle) Apparently Chinese dumpling makers need the same thing, and I found the perfect one. Then it was time for lunch and we met Anna's mom for dim sum at Delight 28 Restaurant (aka Hee Win Lai). We enjoyed the meal very much, and were pleased at how well our own favorite Boston dim sum place, Chau Chow City , stood up to New York. The real treasure of the meal was Anna's mom, who is even more of a foodie than we are!
We wandered around after lunch, and officially decided we would rather wander around than go to museums. In Little Italy we discussed cheeses with Lou Di Palo at Di Palo Selects . We stopped somewhere for gelato and ate it while watching Chinese dancers at a street fair.

Then, for dinner (not that anyone was all that hungry but we certainly weren't going to miss the chance at another incredible meal) we went to El Paso Taqueria in Spanish Harlem. The Quesadillas de la Abuela with home made tortillas, Oaxaca cheese, chicharon, epazote, chilis, and squash blossom was super good. We also had a drink (which is popular but we'd never heard of it and I'm blocking on the name) made of dark Mexican beer, hot sauce and lime juice.
Much science and medicine and food were discussed the whole trip, I turned a heel on a sock and am ready to turn a second one, the chickens did just fine under Glenn and Rosemary's expert care, and we loved looking at all the mosaics in the subway!

A wonderful mini-vacation - and we are almost caught up with our mail, I've made a batch of English muffins for lunch, and need to do a load of laundry.
Rumination 17. Dear Diary
By
Thomas P. Vogl
October 5, 2008
Since so much has happened so fast, and despite the fact that I dislike reading (and writing) diaries, it seems that the best way to describe it is chronologically. At the end of this piece is a discussion of significant changes in cancer research that are just over the horizon and that offer hope to the next generation of cancer patients.
Sunday, September 28. This is the first time in two weeks that, with the help of a few Tylenol, I feel collected enough to write. There is no way around it; it has been a rough time during which I aged at least ten years and was fighting to get the decade back one year at a time. (Which I did in 10 days.)
It started innocently enough on Monday, September 15, with a late afternoon meeting with Dr. Geoff Shapiro and Dr. Bruno Bastos (Geoff’s charming new associate) to go over the protocol for the SCH 717965 study, sign the consent forms, and review the expected side effects, which, it was clear, are significant and unpleasant but, because of the short half-life (1.5 – 2 hours) of the drug were expected to last at most a day or two. I went into this with my eyes open and expecting nothing too awful, and it turned out worse than any of us expected.
Tuesday morning I had a biopsy of the malignant lymph node in my neck to provide a 'before treatment'' specimen. The rest of Tuesday and Wednesday passed uneventfully with PET and CT scans (except for being knocked down by a panel van backing into a parking space while crossing the street to spend some free time at the MFA – minimal damage done and a great show of Art Nouveau jewelry).
Thursday the serious part began. I arrived at the CRC (Clinical Research Center) at 7:00 am, and after some preliminary labs the eight hour infusion began around 8:00 using both lumens of my port, one for the drug and the other for a large assortment of meds including anti-diarrhea, anti-nausea, and antibiotic (the drug is known to drop white counts precipitously albeit briefly). A scopolamine patch behind my ear (the experimental drug crosses the blood-brain barrier and is known to produce vertigo) and an IV in my arm for blood samples completed the getup.
Things went very well indeed most of the day with no discomfort or nausea. I had a egg salad sandwich and a fruit cup for lunch and was feeling quite chipper, although I knew that the problems would show up near or after the end of the infusion (even though the pharmacokinetics suggest that by then half of the infused drug had already cleared the system). The changes it instigated in a large number of pathways obviously are much longer lasting.
Near the end of the infusion (at least that’s when I think it was because I don’t remember an IV pole in the bathroom with me although I am so used to them that I may be misremembering) the diarrhea hit and with it, much to my surprise, the classic symptoms of shock – a cold sweat and light headedness. When I came out of the bathroom my blood pressure was down to 70/40 that the prompt administration of two liters of saline (one through each lumen, running wide open) soon fixed. I am still puzzled by the hypovolemic shock. The diarrhea was not that large a volume and I was neither bloated nor was there any obvious swelling of the extremities. Even after the two liters of saline, my urine output was still negligible. Into what compartment did all that water vanish?
This may be the right point say how impressed I have been over the past year with the astounding competence, caring, dedication, and compassion of everyone connected with the CRC – Cheryl the receptionist, the women who take your vital signs and escort you into the CRC, the entire nursing staff of whom I single out Susan Aikey only because she is my nurse and I have spent the most time with her – every last one of them are amazingly wonderful and competent people as is obvious from having watched them deal with their patients. If every ICU in the country were staffed and run like the DFCI CRC, medical care would be of much higher quality.
I stayed in the CRC, in my very comfortable recliner, for another hour or so, to recuperate and get my blood pressure to stabilize. In anticipation of this kind of reaction to the drug, I had elected to stay at the Best Western motel that is immediately adjacent to DFCI and is accessible with only a few steps across a courtyard from the hospital complex. I’m glad I did because it took me more than half an hour, with rests in chairs thoughtfully provided by DFCI, for the trip of usually five minutes, picking up a container of wonton soup for my dinner on the way through the food court. I slept like a log.
The next morning, Friday, I went back to the CRC for blood work and vital signs and to make sure my blood pressure had returned to normal. It had. None the less, I felt tired, weak, and unsteady, rather like the morning after major surgery (except for the absence of pain). I had aged 10 years in 24 hours and was very glad to be home after five days in Boston.
I really expected to bounce back by Monday, but it did not happen. To add injury to insult, I noticed that my sense of taste and smell had disappeared. I could not tell whether a patty was beef or lamb! Everything else I could live with, but not that! No cliffhangers – taste did come back two weeks later.
Having gone through all this, I did hope that it had done me some good and the following Thursday (September 25), still very tired and shaky, I went back to Boston for a repeat PET scan. After the scan I met with Andrew who had already reviewed the scan with the radiologist. Andrew was surprised that I was not recovering faster since all my labs, except for white count, had returned to near normal, to which all I could say was “so am I”. (The temporary abnormalities in the labs, from white count to liver function were pretty amazing – quite a drug.)The results of the PET scan were not encouraging. What we had expected to find was that the ‘avidity’ (the metabolic activity) of the metastatic hot spots had decreased significantly. But, no decrease could be found. I arrived home at 8:30 in the evening, having gotten up at 4:15 am, so tired that I just fell into bed.
Friday morning I awoke feeling tired and shaky as usual but mid-morning, like flipping a switch, I suddenly got back at least eight of the ten years, with only a slight headache, easily treated with Tylenol, as a reminder of what I had been through. Today, Sunday, the headache is less but still there and the other residual symptoms are fading fast. On Thursday I will go back to Boston to meet with Dr. Shapiro and decide where we go from here.
Tuesday, September 30. Andrew called in the morning to give me surprising news. The drug company (Bristol-Meyers-Squib) that makes the anti-CLA4 antibody, Ipilimumab (my son-in-law, Bill Colbert, tells me that ipilimumab is a Swahili word meaning "my stomach hurts") last Thursday informed all the clinical trail centers that any patient not on the drug by the next day (last Friday) will not be allowed in a trial because of "manufacturing problems". This was the drug I was planning to go on if the Cdk-inhibitor did not work. I am reliably informed that drug companies have pulled this stunt before. My disgust knows no bounds and there is no recourse. Free enterprise, Republican version, in action. Is it not time for NIH and FDA to define, run, and publish the drug trials, combining drugs from different companies as suggested by research and patient needs (at drug company expense)?
Friday, October 3. Yesterday, I went up to Boston on the 6:00 am boat, as usual, to meet with Dr. Shapiro to decide what to do next. That morning's lab results showed that I was as back to normal, as I felt. We had an extended and very fruitful conversation reviewing the options now that Ipi is no longer available. There are basically two options. One is to start on one of three currently available Hsp90 inhibitors, one of which, by Schering, had demonstrated efficacy against canine mucosal melanoma. We agreed that if, note the big if, we knew that my melanoma had one of the aberrant pathways that Hsp90 modulates then it would certainly be worth trying. The reason that study is not permitted is as pathetic as it is insulting: For a biopsy tissue sample to be analyzed/sequenced, the patient must sign an IRB approved release. One of the main reasons to do the analysis is not just for the patient but for the generation of a database of cancer cell characteristics (see below). At this point which characteristics will turn out to be important are unknown. If they were known, there would be no need to do the research. But the IRB insists that a patient cannot sign a blanket release, for example, "I allow the pencil tip size piece of tissue taken from me to be used for any legitimate research purpose that does not identify me without my explicit permission" is deemed unacceptably broad by IRBs that require the specific end purpose(s) to be explicitly stated. Talk about a catch 22! Joseph Heller would be proud.
It also turns out that the PET scan last week that showed no decrease in avidity is a very poor predictor of the drug's efficacy. It was expected to be, but it turned out not to be; that's the nature of research. But the patient must still go through the two hour procedure anyhow, because it was written into the protocol approved by the FDA and that remains cast in concrete. The straightjackets imposed by the FDA and the IRBs are clearly counterproductive to patient safety and comfort, optimal care, and cost containment.
So, what we decided, since the drug certainly was having effect on me (the disappearance of my dermatitis and my hair loss both demonstrate effects on rapidly dividing cells) was to continue as we had planned for the current cycle but at half the drug dose. The next infusion will be next Thursday. Then, as originally planned, three weeks later another infusion and a repeat biopsy and definitive PET and CT scans that will give a realistic reading on whether the drug works on me or not. I am very comfortable with this plan. At half the dose, I expect to recover from the side effects far more rapidly.
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It should not come as a surprise that I have been contemplating the state of cancer research and cancer drug research, different but interrelated subjects. I was therefore utterly delighted with the editorial in Nature (Nature 455: 138, 11 September 2008) which starts:
"Beneath cancer's daunting complexity lies a simplicity that gives grounds for hope.
"For several years now, large-scale cancer-genome studies have made it increasingly clear that a tumour cell is a genetic disaster area littered with mutations that differ not only from one type of cancer to the next, but from one patient to the next. Pharmaceutical companies have had to accept that Gleevec, a drug that treats a form of leukaemia by targeting a specific gene product, is almost certainly going to be a rare exception in the therapeutic arsenal; most cancers are far too complex to yield to such a magic bullet.
"That message was hammered home with new statistical power in three studies released last week."
The three studies focused on three different solid tumors. To make a long story short, the results are that
"The studies took a more comprehensive approach than previous large cancer-genomics studies, by simultaneously analysing genetic sequences, copy-number variations, expression arrays and other forms of data. The Johns Hopkins team looked at all the active genes in tumours from a few dozen patients; the Genome Atlas team looked at selected genes in tumours from 206 patients. Taken together, their results show that no single mutated gene lies at the heart of any of these tumours. The pancreatic tumour samples, for example, showed an average of 63 genetic mutations each — with considerable variation from one sample to the next."
Shortly thereafter, the New England Journal of Medicine (NEJM 359: 1367-1380, 25 September 2008) published a review article on the molecular origins of cancer, focusing on non-small-cell lung cancers, about 85% of all lung cancers. By comparing the rate of genetic abnormalities among the two types of non-small cell cancer (Squamous cell and Adenocarcenoma) and small cell cancer, they found that except for abnormalities in p53 which appeared in 50 – 75% of all the tumors, almost all of the other mutations occurred less than 20% of the time. These low percentages strongly suggest to me that we are not aggregating the data in the right way.
Taken together, these results lead to some obvious and far more interesting less obvious conclusions. The obvious ones, mentioned in my previous Rumination, is the demise (the sooner the better) of the block buster model of pharmaceutical research and with it, the demise of the one-drug-company-sponsored, one-drug-at-a-time clinical trial.
The less obvious ones deal with how the data are being analyzed, a problem that has its roots in the organization of medical education and practice, which is organized almost entirely along organ system lines. Consequently, I propose asking the question (which I have not yet seen in print but expect to momentarily): Given the poor data aggregation displayed above, does it make really sense to sort cancers primarily by organ and secondarily by cell type (as all four of these studies have done), or does it make more sense to cluster by molecular profiles? I submit, as a testable hypothesis, that the initiating processes responsible all cancers, only secondarily modulated by organ system or cell type, will be a well defined subset of mutations and epigenetic events or precursors out of the broad spectrum of genetic and epigenetic changes that have been recorded to date.
Put another way, cells throughout the body are more alike than they are different, particularly when it comes to the cell's internal reproductive mechanisms and controls, which are what goes awry in cancer. I therefore suggest that the research effort focus on obtaining a sufficiently large number of genetic, epigenetic, copy number, and proteonomic profiles of individual cancers of all types and from all organs so that the statistical power of cluster analysis and other statistical techniques (see the 4 September 2008 issue of Nature for a focus on "Science in the petabyte age") can be brought to bear on the question of which cancers are similar by virtue of their molecular profiles, not by virtue of the organs or cells involved. My prediction is that the number of these clusters will be far fewer than current pessimistic estimates.
This, in turn, leads to the currently unpalatable conclusion that clinical oncology as well as cancer research needs to be reorganized by molecular profiles rather than organ systems and that drug companies must develop mechanisms for cooperation on drug development and trials that focus on multi-drug treatment of the (soon to be identified) common constellations of molecular profiles.
One organization that agrees with this analysis was recently founded by my friends Dr. Jennifer Carter and June Kinoshita. They call it N-of-One. If you are interested in what they are doing and planning, their website is N-of-One.com. Because the website is still under development you will need to go to the 'REGISTER' tab in the upper right hand corner and enter a password: newvisitor – no further registration or identification is needed. [Publication of the password in this blog has been authorized by Dr. Carter.]
Note added in proof: I urge you to read the Commentary by Heng in the current issue of J. of the American Medical Assoc. [H. H. Q. Heng, The Conflict Between Complex Systems and Reductionism, JAMA 300:156-1581 (October 1, 2008)]. He concludes (but do read the whole article):
"The unpredictable nature of the [genetic and epigenetic] heterogeneity will force the consideration of the significance of clinical exceptions, because complex disease results in highly diverse responses that include many exceptions to the general rules. Furthermore, heterogeneity is not simply "noise" but a key component of evolution directly related to the human disease conditions and must also be considered when designing interventions such as cancer therapies. Clinical therapies must be individualized, balancing the parts of the system and the response of the patient as a whole. Clinical research on pharmaceutical agents needs to focus more on the differential responses within diverse patient populations."
The paper is two pages long and I would have included it here, but it is copyrighted, so I can only provide copies upon request to individuals, under the fair use exception. (Of course, you, the tax payer, probably paid for its writing, and undoubtedly its thinking, under an NIH grant, However, the law, in its wisdom, requires you to pay to read what you have already paid for.)
Nation is Terry Pratchett's "latest" YA novel though it doesn't take place in Discworld or any of his other worlds. Nation is set on a world more-or-less parallel to ours in something like the late 1800s. Two story lines about disasters - a tsunami in one line and a flu epidemic in another, bring two vastly different adolescents together on a deserted island. The islander boy and proper British girl have little in common except trying to survive, and then to build a nation out of what the sea washes up on the shore. This is very different from Pterry's other works (more like the Bromiliad Triology than anything else), though the footnotes he is famous for are sprinkled throughout the book.
Pratchett fans have been wondering if his early-onset-Alzheimer's has effected his writing. Judging by this book, it most certainly has not. This is one of the best books he has written lately - certainly the best for YA - and, though more could be written about this world, it is a stand-alone. It is delightful that Pratchett can write so wonderfully without all the beloved underpinnings and folklore of the Discworld. (Speaking of folklore, I've just started Folklore of the Discworld , co-written by Pratchett and Jacqueline Simpson. No opinion yet.) The book is out now in the UK and releases in the US in a couple of days.
Flora's Dare is the sequel to Flora Segunda , by Ysabeau Wilce. Tom and I loved the first Flora, and love the second just as much. You really need to read these in order, since the second book explains various of the questions Segunda left up in the air. Just wait till you meet Tiny Doom!
Chalice is what I've just finished reading this afternoon. It is by Newberry Medal winner Robin McKinley (The Hero and the Crown ). I re-read Hero and the Crown and its sequel at least once a year, but haven't been grabbed by any of her other books - they were OK but not moving. Chalice changes that. It is grand! It invents its own fantasy mythology, which is refreshing, about a young woman who inherits the position of tying the land to the rulers by means of what she mixes in cup for the rituals that bind wordds to deeds to land. Also lots about bees and a word that has something to do with milk that I'm trying to track down. Anyone know what hilliehoolie might be? After I finish the blog I've go to drag down the OED and try to find it. Anyhow, a splendid book that is too short, but I hope for a sequel.
Magic Thief by Sarah Prineas is a more typical wizard-and-his-humble-apprentice-in-somewhere-like-London. But it is well illustrated and well written and its characters bump the boundaries of their stereotypes. It is for a younger audience than the others, but I enjoyed it.
The crew got an earlier boat than expected last Monday and we scrambled to get lunch ready. They arrived about noon, had ham sandwiches, coleslaw, biscuits, bread and fixingings and plum cake and were on the job by 2:00. While the women and children got organized in the houses, the men started putting up the uprights on the already prepared foundation.
The lumber had all been pre-cut and drilled, bundled and labeled by the crew in Pennsylvania so it was like watching a huge 3-D jigsaw go together.

This photo is after they were at work a few hours on Monday. You can see the massive framework is well underway. The beams are notched and slotted into the uprights - Tom says it is mortised &pegged, post & beam.

And this is what it looked like just after daylight on Tuesday morning. All the posts are up, the cross beams are being lifted up by the crane operator that works with this crew, and even some siding is on.
Here is one of the cross beams coming down.

And this is the barn by Wednesday dusk. The door was hung, windows put in, roof was shingled and all was finished by Thursday lunch (except for the side shingles that will happen in two weeks or so.) Amazing!
The new barn fits nicely right beside the old animal barn. It is about the same size as the old one and, once the shingles have weathered, it will just blend into the landscape.
Here is a closeup of the inside of another barn built by the same crew.
Rumination 16. Bad News, Good News
By
Thomas P. Vogl
September 10, 2008
I’ll dispose of the bad news first. My scans on 8/26 showed definite disease progression, particularly in the liver. Let me hasten to add that my liver function tests are still normal and my liver is not enlarged. So, I have been kicked off the trial, which is probably a good thing since it is statistically unlikely that it was doing me much good. I had very positive conversations with both Dr. Shapiro and Dr. Hodi and we agreed that there are two ongoing studies that make sense for me. One is Dr. Hodi’s ongoing trial of our old friend MDX-010 (aka Ipilimumab) which is now available without the addition of dacabazine and is a CTLA-4 immune system enhancer. The other is a trial of a cyclin-dependent kinase inhibitor, Cdk-inhibitor, run by Dr. Shapiro, one of a new class of drugs that, at least theoretically, has a great deal of promise and has had success with melanoma in early trials. I wrote to both Dr. Shapiro and Dr. Hoi that my preference is to participate in the Cdk-inhibitor trial first, since we would find out whether it is working in six to twelve weeks whereas it will take 20 weeks or longer to see if Ipi is effective on me. It has done wonders for two friends of mine with metastatic melanoma. (I wrote most of this Rumination on 8/29 at which time I did not know which trial it will be. I must admit that the uncertainty was seriously discomforting and an e-mail from an amazing guy, Andrew Wolanski, Dr. Shapiro’s nurse practitioner and right hand man, was remarkably reassuring and calming.)
In the process of deciding on possible studies, I ran across a review paper on Cdk inhibitors [I. M. Chu et al, The Cdk inhibitor p27 in human cancer: prognostic potential and relevance to anti-cancer therapy, Nature Reviews, Cancer 8: 253-267 (April 2008)]. Looking at this paper reminded me why immunology and intracellular signaling pathways have always made my head spin and made me wonder whether I am sorry never to have paid much attention to those subjects or whether I am glad I didn’t.
{Added September 9: On September 8 I was told that I would be accepted into the Cdk inhibitor trial. SCH727965 is a novel pyrazolo[1,5-a]pyrimidine which potently and selectively inhibits the cyclin- dependent kinases CDK1, CDK2, CDK5 and CDK9. The most common treatment-emergent adverse events are nausea/vomiting, diarrhea, neutropenia, and fatigue. However, SCH 727965 is rapidly eliminated with a terminal half-life of 1.5 to 3 hours, so that recovery from side effects is rapid. A good response has been observed in other melanoma patients in the study. I expect to start the study next week.}
The good news is that, at long last, someone has had the courage to announce that, as far as clinical trials of cancer drugs is concerned, the emperor is hardly wearing any clothes. M.K.B. Pamar et al, from the MRC Clinical trials Unit in London, UK, wrote ‘Speeding Up the Evaluation of New Agents in Cancer, J.N.C.I. 100: 1204-1214 ( September 3, 2008) available on-line as DOI: 10.1093/jnci/djn267. The abstract reads:
Despite both the increase in basic biologic knowledge and the fact that many new agents have reached various stages of development during the last 10 years, the number of new treatments that have been approved for patients has not increased as expected. We propose the multi-arm, multi-stage trial design as a way to evaluate treatments faster and more efficiently than current standard trial designs. By using intermediate outcomes and testing a number of new agents (and combinations) simultaneously, the new design requires fewer patients. Three trials using this methodology are presented.
Hurray for our side!
While I am at it, I might as well get another pet peeve off my chest. What is it about cancer that makes people talk in terms of ‘cancer survivor’ and battles and courage. We never hear of people ‘surviving’ COPD, or heart disease, or strokes, or AIDS if they live with the disease for more than a couple of years. Nor have I ever read ‘She died after a long, heroic struggle with multiple heart attacks’. Middle ear infections in children (that can lead to brain damage or death) often re-occur; when have you heard anyone say “My Johnny is a middle ear infection survivor”? Cancer is a disease like any other, sometimes fatal, sometimes not. It can re-occur. It is true that two generations ago, cancer was a mystery and its cause unknown. It was commonly undetected until symptoms appeared by which time the patient was terminal. I remember a time when even physicians would not say the word, but use ‘CA’ as a euphemism. People, its 60 years later – we know what causes cancer. Can we please stop the bullshit! I cannot say it better than Colleen Shaddox, a writer in Hamden Conn. did in the Washington Post on June 2, 2007 (page A13):
It's Cancer, Not a Moral Crucible
"You're so brave," people would say. "You're a real hero."
I used to get that a lot after my hair fell out. The effects of chemotherapy made me look like some plucky child protagonist in a movie of the week. Volunteering to have cancer to spare someone else the pain of it would have been heroic. But I was no volunteer.
"I'm not brave," I would say, "I'm just unlucky."
This made people uncomfortable. But I would rather do that than accept unearned praise or, worse, listen to comments that, to me, dishonor those who have died of cancer.
During the 10 years I've been a cancer survivor, my marriage has grown stronger, my bouncing baby has blossomed into a gorgeous virtuoso of sarcasm, and my career has taken flight. I am grateful for this life every day.
It's tough being a cancer patient. Surgery, chemotherapy, radiation and the prospect of painful, premature death are quite enough for one person to shoulder. The additional burden of sainthood is simply too much.
When strangers would observe bald little me doing something normal -- grocery shopping, for example -- they would beam like proud parents. "You are so brave!" they would exclaim.
Of course, grocery shopping is a necessary act, even for people with cancer, and not terribly dangerous. But my admirers persisted, as though I were suddenly extraordinary. "I could never be as brave as you!"
That oft-repeated line is telling. After all, if cancer is a disease for extraordinary people, the average Joe or Jane doesn't have to worry. Even in the psyches of the healthy, fear of cancer is enormous. Consciously or not, making cancer patients the saintly "other" helps make that fear manageable.
When I battled breast cancer, I was frequently told that God would not take a person as good and loving as I. It might be a nice thing to believe: I was a churchgoer. I'd worked in a soup kitchen, collected for Toys for Tots. I was not Mother Teresa, but then virtue doesn't make one immortal; Mother Teresa died, just like everyone else.
When I expressed skepticism that my character could supercharge my immune system, I was often treated to impromptu sermons about keeping a positive attitude. Consider the logic: When you have the flu, people say, "I'm sorry. Hope you feel better." When you have cancer, people expect you to maintain a positive outlook and remember that you'll come out on top. People I barely knew would quote lines such as Bernie Siegel's "There are no incurable diseases, only incurable people."
Ultimately, stressing the importance of positive thinking is a way of managing fear. It makes cancer controllable -- for the patients, yes, but especially for the healthy. But linking virtue, resilience and survival dishonors those who do not survive.
I remember watching a television segment on an athlete who'd had cancer. "Cancer really picked on the wrong person," one of those interviewed said in explaining the man's determination and ultimate recovery. So, are there right people for cancer to pick on?
I kept my sanity during treatment through the help of a support group. Half of these women have died. Those who did not make it had cancers with high mortality rates or cancers that were quite advanced when they were detected. The women were strong, smart and caring -- such terrific ladies that they almost made me believe the myth of cancer sainthood. But they also got parking tickets and forgot appointments, just like everybody else. They were human, and I loved them for it.
My friends were failed by their cells, not by their will. The horror of cancer is that it descends on irreplaceable mothers, brothers, children and friends. Some of them will die, no matter what we or they do. As we strive to honor those who had and those who are still fighting the disease, it's important to remember whom exactly our words are meant to comfort -- the people speaking, or the people in need of support.
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I also want to recommend an exceptionally readable book, that both of us enjoyed reading, by Meredith Norton, ‘Lopsided. How having breast cancer can be really distracting. A memoir.” Viking Press, ISBN 978-0-670-01928-1 (2008). Available from Amazon at
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So the next big thing is the barn that the Ag Society is having an Amish construction group from Lancaster County, PA build. I'm helping find houses for the group to stay in and arranging food, transport and other "necessaries". It has been more than a little confusing -both on our end and on theirs about what is expected. We had thought that the work crew could stay in peoples' guest bedrooms, and that is how I first got involved when we volunteered our guest bedroom. Then I was asked to coordinate the housing end of things and, when I talked to the head of the construction group, I found out that staying in peoples' homes was unacceptable. The group (35 or so including families) needed to be in separate houses. That is a little difficult because a lot of the guest houses on the island are still rented out - those in the know know that Sept is a very nice time to be on island.
But I've rounded up 5 houses and have been promised another 2 or 3 (and have an apartment in reserve). The single men can't stay in a house, I gather, with women they aren't related to, so one house will be bachelor quarters. Another fairly large one will house the main family of 10 or 11, and the rest get scattered around. The idea is to find houses as close to the Ag Hall as possible, since the Amish do not drive and will have to be transported around. We are trying to find vans and van drivers to bring the workmen to the job site and the wives to the Ag Hall at least twice a day to feed the men. I won't go into details here, but if you are in a similar situation, email me and I will tell you what is and isn't working for us.
The group arrives on Monday (leaves on Saturday) and several of us involved in the non-construction end of the project are well into a quiet panic. I think housing is OK (but without a firm head count of bodies - and their ages and genders and religion [some Mennonites are coming to drive the Amish group down and operate the crane and truck down the construction supplies and those people I think need separate housing]) I'm not sure. Transportation is uncertain - even if there are enough vans, finding people who are willing to drive around up island at dawn and pick people up and deliver them to the Ag Hall is iffy (cabs have been suggested if the Ag Society is willing to pay for them). And the whole food/feeding thing is not quite settled.
I think the group will have a light breakfast before dawn in the houses, then mid-morning the wives come with egg sandwiches. Not sure about lunch. Then in mid-afternoon the wives come with submarine sandwiches/pizza. Then dinner around 7. The Ag folks are trying to arrange with the Slow Food folks to fix a traditional New England shellfish dinner for Wednesday. And maybe hot dogs and marshmallows on the beach on Friday. I plan to have a light lunch of ham, biscuits and coleslaw waiting when they get in on Monday and stuff for the light breakfast in the houses for Tuesday, since they won't have had time to shop and we won't have had time to transport them to the grocery store. The food thing has me worried, though one of the guest houses I found has a small but splendid commercial kitchen on the ground floor, and of course the Ag Hall has a kitchen, though it has nothing in the way of cooking pots, utensils or supplies.
Everyone tells me it is all going to work out, but some of the details are just going to have to be worked out when the time comes.
Sunday is the last day of the Fair. It has gone very well so far, we think in large part due to the nice weather. We are tired but not exhausted. Have not gotten many pictures taken, but the ones below were taken by a friend who is an outstanding photographer.
Many kids were dissapointed that Tom wasn't teaching weaving, but many more (and their dads) were delighted to ask him endless questions about the loom. Tom's line this year is, "you can't wear thread, it won't keep you warm, you have to turn it into cloth."

Wendy's drum carder has been a huge hit. She has done wool washing and dyeing and spinning, but it is the drum carder that holds everyone's attention. Fortunately, she brought a lot to card and the rest of us had stuff that needed a pass as well. (I'm just about convinced I need a small drum carder.)
And I've been spinning and sort of re-inventing the long draw technique.
Tom's daughter Wendy came down from Buffalo for the Fair. We set up yesterday, Tom's loom needed much adjustment.
We watched the oxen practicing - including a pair of calves yoked together and learning to walk around the pen, more or less.
The next day the oxen pull shows what these calves are training for.
Wendy set up a wool processing demo, going from raw wool, to washed wool, to carding to dying roving to spinning. The drum carder was the big surprise hit.
And I spun miles of black Shetland roving.
The weather is cool, breezy and clear. Perfect Fair weather and everyone is in an unusually good mood. Hope it lasts!

We had a great time at the pig roast on Saturday. Here is Tom inserting the skewers of shrimp and tomatoes/hearts of palm into half of a red cabbage. We took this and skewers of tomatoes and our cheese for appetizers.
This is the pig getting its final flip. Brian cooked it in one of the best ways we have seen. The pig was butterflied open (head removed) and the body sandwiched between two grills. The grills were bolted together and the whole thing placed over the coals. The pig cooked more evenly than the spit or buried/baked ones and had gloriously crispy skin.

This is Brian and Gary deciding how to carve the pig. The pig roast brought together Brian and his friends from high school. All live (or plan to live) on the Vineyard and have kept up with each other all these years.
Perhaps the happiest at the pig roast were the dogs who stood under the carving table to catch the drippings!

We are going to try to sell the yarn we had spun from Anne Hopkin's sheep. It is bulky weight 3 ply, not a weaving wool and not the size yarn I usually knit with. But I knit this hat (An Unoriginal Hat by The Yarn Harlot)as a demo model and am thinking that the yarn would make a nice warm vest.

