It’s the last NaPodPoMo for 2008, and I’m pretty pumped about that. Now I can get into making longer, more elaborate shows, and not having to rush around getting a show recorded and on the feed right away in order to hit the deadline.
This is the second to the last NaPodPoMo episode for the month of November 2008. I am really happy about this because recording and posting every single day is getting rough. I don’t see how some people do it!
I hate Christmas. I hate everything about it, especially the pressure to tap your bank account out to try to convince people that you love them by how financially wrecked you have become. And my mother is a Christmas person, which is why we don’t see eye-to-eye. Well that, and the whole religion thing.
I came. I saw. I ate vegan when everyone else was not. I’m still hungry, but I’ll survive. I forgot to bring the humus, and nobody but me ate the other vegan food I brought. And I felt a too noticed by people wanting to know about my diet plan because I’ve lost a . . . → Read More: NaPodPoMo 27 – Walking around on a golf course after eating veganesque Thanksgiving dinner
I’m at my sister-in-law’s house and am having no end of trouble with their network, so the show may or may not be up by the time midnight rolls around.
For some reason, marketers have taken over the word “chemical” and have changed it so that people think that chemicals are poison, much the same way that concepts of “scientific proofs” and “theories” have unclear meanings to the average person, and mean not what they should mean. The imprecision of vocabulary is absurd and is . . . → Read More: The sad state of science
I am recording in the kitchen while Dwight is nuking a potato. Why he started nuking a potato when he saw I was getting ready to record is beyond me, but you can hear it throughout the show. Anyway, I discuss safe vegan food I am bringing to my sister-in-laws and the fact that we . . . → Read More: NaPodPoMo 26 – Thanksgiving cooking with microwave accompaniment
This is by the fabulous Mark Sutton at the SoulVeggie blog and is full of great ideas for surviving this tricky holiday!
Thanksgiving Survival Tips for Vegans I thought it might be fun to put together a quick ad hoc list of some of the “survival tips” that have served me well when faced with . . . → Read More: Here are some great tips for vegans at Thankgiving
We all went out for Italian and got sick. My stomach really hurts and I feel kind of sick–there was apparently cheese in the food I got. Also Clifford’s behavior at the restaurant was appalling. I was embarrassed. So yeah. Happy Happy day. The good news is it’s a short show.
Apparently a 22-year-old man committed suicide after reading Richard Dawkins’ book The God Delusion according to his dad. We discuss if it is possible that the young man’s sudden lack of religion in the face of his father’s strong faith could have been the reason for this tragedy, or the lack of social support, or . . . → Read More: NaPodPoMo 24 – The God Delusion
The song was written, recorded, played backwards, learned, recorded again, and then that was played backwards, in order to get that otherworldly sound.
On tonight’s show I tell harrowing tales of bowling and my utter lack of skill, my grandfather’s abuse at the hands of nursing home attendents and why I don’t want to put Clifford in such a place, bowling alley food failures, and how good vegetables from a farmers market taste.
In this episode I scornfully spoil Stephanie Meyer’s entire Twilight series of four books and probably the movies as well, to destroy the hopes and dreams of 30-year-old women everywhere. I’m such a bitch.
Here’s a brilliant wiki on the Twilight series, if you want to snark along with the rest of us.
So I got up and went to the Peachtree Saturday Farmers Market and bought a lot of cold weather vegetables like two types of kale, collards, radishes, rutabaga, sweet potatoes, turnips, and golden potatoes from some of the farmers there, some bread from a local bakery that Maia is addicted to, a cup of hot . . . → Read More: Support your local organic farmers
Uber-weirdo Michael Jackson just converted to Islam and took on the name “Mikaeel” at a friend’s place in Los Angeles, according to Telegraph.uk.co. Somebody hasn’t been getting enough attention lately, methinks.