The news about my grandpa is not good. The cancer has spread into his esophagus (that doesn't look like it's spelled right), so the next step is for him to see an oncologist. My mom's not sure if he'll actually do any treatment, so we shall see. Everyone seems to be doing okay, my mom said, although my experience with cancer diagnoses says otherwise. Of course, I guess there's a bit of a difference between an 83-year-old who has said for years he's ready to go then there is with a 57-year-old who retired not so long ago and just started to enjoy the freedom of not having a 9-5 schedule.

On the brighter side of things today, Cory saw The Dark Knight after today's meeting finished and really enjoyed it.

Also, the new mechanic checked out the van, ordered the part already and should have it within the next few days. We may actually have two working sliding passenger doors before this baby arrives.