Hi please remember to pray for Joe tonight, as he is in Emergancy Room with Kidney Stoned :0(
You are in our throught's, Joe.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Harmony.
This is April 14.
Today, I woke up. But then, my alarm hadn't gone off yet. So I went back to sleep. I pulled the covers up a little more around me before drifting off again. Then, I got a text message from Erika, who told me we weren't going to work on our project at 11 am. I felt the bliss of getting an extra half hour of sleep.
11:30 am. I eventually awake, and got out of bed, one leg at a time. Standing up, I walked to my left to the bathroom, where I placed my towel and bathrobe on the towel rack adjacent to the shower. I turned the shower on, let it heat up; I brushed my teeth in the meanwhile. The minty cool feeling against my mouth upon waking up just felt really refreshing at this time.
In the shower, I used my Blue shampoo on my hair first. Then, after rinsing it, I used a minimal amount of conditioner.
I give up. It's too hard to be this shitty.
Today, I woke up. But then, my alarm hadn't gone off yet. So I went back to sleep. I pulled the covers up a little more around me before drifting off again. Then, I got a text message from Erika, who told me we weren't going to work on our project at 11 am. I felt the bliss of getting an extra half hour of sleep.
11:30 am. I eventually awake, and got out of bed, one leg at a time. Standing up, I walked to my left to the bathroom, where I placed my towel and bathrobe on the towel rack adjacent to the shower. I turned the shower on, let it heat up; I brushed my teeth in the meanwhile. The minty cool feeling against my mouth upon waking up just felt really refreshing at this time.
In the shower, I used my Blue shampoo on my hair first. Then, after rinsing it, I used a minimal amount of conditioner.
I give up. It's too hard to be this shitty.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Welcome to Moonies Ranch
Today I read an article by Michael Pollan for the New York Times entitled "Our Decrepit Food Factories." Here are some quotes:
1. "When pesticide makers and genetic engineers cloak themselves in the term [sustainability], you have to wonder if we haven't succeeded in defining sustainability down, to paraphrase the late Senator Moynihan, and if it will soon possess all the conceptual force of a word like 'natural' or 'green' or 'nice.'"
Beautifully said. "Green" is a term which may mean something, but doesn't necessarily. I proudly declare that I'm pretty "green" because I drive a Chevy Aveo instead of my mom's Ford Explorer. In the end, it doesn't really matter because I am still using precious fossil fuels and the world is still going to end because of our cars.
Being sustainable just means, "Barely breathing."
On a contrary note, genetically engineered food IS sustainable in the true sense. Sorry that feeding millions of people in Africa and Asia with a concept invited by the founder of the Peace Corps sounds a little too "Franken-food" to you.
2. "For years now, drug-resistant staph infections have been a problem in hospitals, where the heavy use of antibiotics can create resistant strains of bacteria... But a new and even more virulent strain -- called 'community-acquired MRSA' -- is now killing young and otherwise healthy people who have not set foot inside a hospital... The Union of Concerned Scientists estimates that at least 70 percent of the antibiotics used in America are fed to animals living on factory farms."
The article goes on to say that there is no direct connection other than an obvious one, but only because there hasn't been studies on it.
Now, I want you all to know that prior to even knowing I had to read this article tonight, Neal and I planned on going to McDonald's for late dinner.
I read this article before we were going to go.
I still went.
In fact, Neal was ready to go so I put down this article and still went.
I ordered chicken nuggets.
I am definitely an indestructible youth. You can threaten me with your staph, scare me with your hormones, concern me with your over-antibiotics.
I will still eat McDonald's. I like it sometimes.
Quoting another article by the same man, "You Are What You Grow":
"Because most of us assume that, true to its name, the farm bill is about 'farming,' an increasingly quaint activity that involves no one we know and in which few of us think we have a stake."
Love it.
But the truth is, I do have my own little "ranch," or what have you. I have three cows (one baby named Mark!), a horse, a sheep, a goat, two silkworms, five chickens, and a duck.
My farm grows a variety of crops including corn, tomatoes, eggplant, strawberries, a variety of herbs, and even has an orange tree.
From my animal products I produce wool, thread, butter, mayonnaise, duckonnaise, and I am researching cheese production.
And while other farms have been financially forced to sell their land to residential and business developers, I am actually in the market to buy new land to plant my increasing number of crops on as well as expand my barn to accommodate new animals.
1. "When pesticide makers and genetic engineers cloak themselves in the term [sustainability], you have to wonder if we haven't succeeded in defining sustainability down, to paraphrase the late Senator Moynihan, and if it will soon possess all the conceptual force of a word like 'natural' or 'green' or 'nice.'"
Beautifully said. "Green" is a term which may mean something, but doesn't necessarily. I proudly declare that I'm pretty "green" because I drive a Chevy Aveo instead of my mom's Ford Explorer. In the end, it doesn't really matter because I am still using precious fossil fuels and the world is still going to end because of our cars.
Being sustainable just means, "Barely breathing."
On a contrary note, genetically engineered food IS sustainable in the true sense. Sorry that feeding millions of people in Africa and Asia with a concept invited by the founder of the Peace Corps sounds a little too "Franken-food" to you.
2. "For years now, drug-resistant staph infections have been a problem in hospitals, where the heavy use of antibiotics can create resistant strains of bacteria... But a new and even more virulent strain -- called 'community-acquired MRSA' -- is now killing young and otherwise healthy people who have not set foot inside a hospital... The Union of Concerned Scientists estimates that at least 70 percent of the antibiotics used in America are fed to animals living on factory farms."
The article goes on to say that there is no direct connection other than an obvious one, but only because there hasn't been studies on it.
Now, I want you all to know that prior to even knowing I had to read this article tonight, Neal and I planned on going to McDonald's for late dinner.
I read this article before we were going to go.
I still went.
In fact, Neal was ready to go so I put down this article and still went.
I ordered chicken nuggets.
I am definitely an indestructible youth. You can threaten me with your staph, scare me with your hormones, concern me with your over-antibiotics.
I will still eat McDonald's. I like it sometimes.
Quoting another article by the same man, "You Are What You Grow":
"Because most of us assume that, true to its name, the farm bill is about 'farming,' an increasingly quaint activity that involves no one we know and in which few of us think we have a stake."
Love it.
But the truth is, I do have my own little "ranch," or what have you. I have three cows (one baby named Mark!), a horse, a sheep, a goat, two silkworms, five chickens, and a duck.
My farm grows a variety of crops including corn, tomatoes, eggplant, strawberries, a variety of herbs, and even has an orange tree.
From my animal products I produce wool, thread, butter, mayonnaise, duckonnaise, and I am researching cheese production.
And while other farms have been financially forced to sell their land to residential and business developers, I am actually in the market to buy new land to plant my increasing number of crops on as well as expand my barn to accommodate new animals.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
DSi and You
I fucking love my DSi. It is so damn pretty. I can take pictures and play with them. I can record sound and play with it. I play games and play with them.
I love my DSi.
WILL POST DSi PICS LUTAR!
She is so much better than those other handhelds.
The Game Gear is so grandpa these days.
DS Lite? More like DS LITE ON FIRE!!!
Don't get me started on that old shit Game Boy.
Virtual Boy is like Virtual Cancer, except you die from it.
That GBA is so G-A-Y.
PSP? more like shit.
Truth be told, I still would love a Sega Nomad.
I love my DSi.
WILL POST DSi PICS LUTAR!
She is so much better than those other handhelds.
The Game Gear is so grandpa these days.
DS Lite? More like DS LITE ON FIRE!!!
Don't get me started on that old shit Game Boy.
Virtual Boy is like Virtual Cancer, except you die from it.
That GBA is so G-A-Y.
PSP? more like shit.
Truth be told, I still would love a Sega Nomad.
i'm cleeeningg...cleaning my brain!
1)
i got a haircut too, and i miss my hair
2) going to meet dan aykroyd next week?
3)
going through d&d withdrawal. it has literally consumed my life. recently completed my first dungeon ever, helped fight wolves and was rewarded with troll sex. i am a trashy half-orc obv.
i got a haircut too, and i miss my hair
2) going to meet dan aykroyd next week?
3)
going through d&d withdrawal. it has literally consumed my life. recently completed my first dungeon ever, helped fight wolves and was rewarded with troll sex. i am a trashy half-orc obv.
Just go.
"I thought of you as my mountain top / I thought of you as my peak / I thought of you as everything / I've had but couldn't keep."
After you watch "Adventureland" you're actually kind of depressed when you realize you were born too late to be friends with them.
After you watch "Adventureland" you're actually kind of depressed when you realize you were born too late to be friends with them.
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