Soundtrack
"Sweet dreams all met with derision,
This train, it was armed for collision,
It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame.
Clap your hands in the sparkle and glitter,
Shake your heads at the twisted and bitter,
Oh they don't know how lucky they are."
- David Ford
"Sweet dreams all met with derision,
This train, it was armed for collision,
It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame.
Clap your hands in the sparkle and glitter,
Shake your heads at the twisted and bitter,
Oh they don't know how lucky they are."
- David Ford
Portmanteaus are fun! One week down. Not too bad so far. Be warned, this entry will be incoherent. I'm kind of drunk and twice as tired.
I read two articles today in U.S. News and World Report that fascinated me. The first was about artificial light and that residents of over-lit cities have higher rates of cancer. Also, the glow from artificial light that is pointed upward (referred to as "counterproductive", because it doesn't illuminate anything) can travel hundreds of feet and impact the dining habits of certain animals, changing entire ecosystems.
The second article was about multivitamins and how they're basically worthless. I hope that point has been hammered home by now and we'll finally stop poppin' pills. Then again, I'm a big proponent of the placebo effect, so make your own judgments on what you throw down the gullet. Civilizations seemed to have survived before supplements, so we could probably do without them. If the ultimate goal wasn't self-actualization, I guess. Ah, hell, I'm too tired to be twilight philosophizing.
Honestly, thinking up content for this project has been harder than the actual diet ... so far. I mean, that is until my liver collapses and I find myself drinking through a straw or something. I found out that many of the breads at Subway are vegan, so that's pretty sweet. My lunches just got a lot easier. I'm really proud of two of my friends, Jared and Lindsey, who are giving this a shot. They're not going strict vegan, but I've never seen them so conscious of what they're eating. Considering when us three get together we devour sickening amounts of junk food, they've been pretty supportive and cooperative. They let me know that it has them thinking about the dietary choices they make and Lindsey told me, with genuine excitement, that she's tried certain foodstuffs she wouldn't have otherwise. Hell, at least horizons are expanding a bit.
Good thing most wine is vegan (certain wineries process their libations through gelatin tubes or something so some technically aren't, but that kind of goes beyond the scope I'm reaching for), because that's one part of my diet I can't give up. Bleh. The thought is appalling. For all the shirts it has ruined, wine cannot be given up! IT CANNOT!
"So raise a glass to liberty ... and let it go."
Man, I can't think straight at all. What else did I do today that is of any interest ... ?
I hit a little kid in the face with a frisbee at Camel's Back Park. It's a story worth hearing, but not worth reading about. Ask me next time you see me and I'll spin that yarn. Let's just say I meant to throw it at him, I thought he would put his hands up and catch it ... or at least protect himself. He did neither. I felt pretty bad about it. It makes me crack up now, but it's certainly no laughing matter. He wasn't hurt or anything, just stunned. It's weird to think about the people you impact ... he might have been the greatest frisbee player to roam the earth, but now he'll sob at the mention.
... wow, what was that all about? Impact ... ripple. So many times people don't realize how they affect one another. Bleh.
Boy, I never have this kind of time on my hands, lucky readers! I think I want to start a new novel tomorrow. Any suggestions? I just finished a James Joyce and need another. I'm thinking Dickens 'cause that would be good to crack.
Someone asked me for reading suggestions the other day (his or her name escapes me at the moment) and that's opening a can of worms for someone like me. Out spills plenty of suggestions and various general reading "tips" that I feel obligated to impart. The foremost being that, if you're like halfway through a book and you know it's not going to throw you a twist or come together metaphorically or something, effin' ditch it! Don't feel bad. You've walked out of movies, right? Yeah, and those are likely less than two hours in length. You'll spend the next few days struggling through a book, pushing pages, and searching for satisfaction you're probably not going to find. No shame in that ... nor guilt. Give that book to someone else and move on. Not too many books are like that, really (well, good ones), but some have inherent suck.
All that I just wrote might not make any sense. Sorry.
Last Comic Standing sucks this season. I watch one TV show and it infuriates me now. Sigh.
I'm going to be merciful and stop now. BE GOOD TO ONE ANOTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BJB
Homework: How You Can Help the Hungry
2 comments:
MANtastic, my friend!
Blakey!! We're 9 days into this thing, and it keeps getting easier. Who'd a thought that carefully planning my meals, not eating meat (which was a hard one for this mighty hunter!!), and consuming way to much soy product would be so easy! I'm hungry more often, but I think thats okay. It has only been a few short decades since most americans have had an endless supply of food. We eat like the kings of yesteryear! People who say that the rich are getting richer, the poor are getting poorer, and the middle class are shrinking, are CRAZY. Even the poor of America are like the rich of times past. I'm not saying that people aren't starving and poor in america or the rest of the world, it just seems that most people who make the argument are middle class history teachers, who have more than enough food in their own pantries to feed a small country. Anyways... keep rockin the casba baby! Veagans forever!!!!!! (or at least 21 more days)
-Jon
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