By the time you read this, I will be leaving Knoxville, TN and on my way to New Orleans — the second stop of a roadtrip to Laredo, TX. I will be tired, probably pumping myself full of caffeine and just wishing I could stretch my legs. And I will be listening to my roadtrip mix, which will involve a whole lot of Otis Redding.
The new Johnny and June? I think so.
A few weeks ago I decided to tackle my sugar addiction once and for all. You can blame NPR for reporting the dangers sugar poses to the cardiovascular system, and for someone telling me that Agave nectar is as bad for you as high-fructose corn syrup. There was also the small fact that I was chowing down on donuts all winter like a bear preparing for hibernation. It was a huge problem. My pants were getting a little too tight.
My cousin started the Paleo diet a few months ago, and while the program didn’t seem right for me — that much meat is bad for you, and for the environment — there were some rules that made sense to me. I don’t believe in “diets” because they aren’t sustainable. Eventually you go off of them, and then what? I’ve always been a big proponent of adopting rules that make sense for you in the long-term. But when my cousin told me how she’d cheated on her Paleo diet during the Super Bowl, and woke up the next morning feel so hungover she almost had to call out of work, it convinced me that there were some changes I could make that would have me looking and feeling better.
I am no small amount of obsessed with True Detective…specifically Matthew McConaughey, who I suspect of being a half-lunatic. Seriously, this guy pulls off crazy eyes like no other! He is also the most convincing functional drunk I’ve ever seen–like, h e even looks like actual alcoholics I know. He’s got the thousand yard stare of someone who isn’t all there down to a T!
But what I’m even more fascinated by is how the internet has completely lost its mind theorizing about the final episode. Here are a few examples:
Makes total sense.
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But those theories are wrong. Because I know why we are so messed up.
We more than likely have a shared childhood trauma.
Because we were the first generation that would have had the opportunity to see the movie The Never Ending Story at an impressionable age.
In case you haven’t seen the movie, or for whatever reason have repressed this trauma, and don’t know what I’m talking about, let me explain. See, in the movie, the hero, Atreyu, starts off his journey to save a magical land along with his horse, Artax.
Atreyu and Artax are best friends.
And this is awesome, right? This kid has a horse and it is an…
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I have a long history of Panda mocking, so this cracks me up.
My Sochi schadenfreude knows no bounds. Between the homophobia, the “disappeared” Orcas, and the general gangsterism I can understand why some people might boycott the Sochi Winter Olympics. I don’t particularly care about the games, but I love seeing Putin fail so publicly.
And I can’t help but wonder is this…like… the Russian Village People? And is this considered gay propaganda?
I’m barely old enough to remember the Cold War. I was in elementary school when the Berlin Wall fell, but there is some weird, deeply patriotic part of me that just loves to see the Russian government flounder on such a public stage. And the tantalizing tid-bits that are filtering out about the open ceremonies are just too much. The ring that didn’t light up. The weird militaristic Daft Punk cover (I was wondering who Russia could trot out to perform a musical number. I mean, they don’t exactly have a Paul McCartney waiting in the wings, but I never thought it would be this hilarious.)
I may pop the cork on a bottle of champagne to watch this and let my inner-German emerge.
When I decided to start my experiment in self-publishing by publishing Fiona vs. the Foot Tickler I had a theory that the only way to be truly successful in this world is with zombie, vampires, werewolves, or fairies. Or at least those critters seem to be the fastest way to self-publishing success in the fiction world. So for a few years I’ve been mulling over a couple of ideas about vampires and zombies.
I’ve started the vampire story more times than I can count, but haven’t been able to make it work… not yet anyway. I had a little more success with my zombie story–which is really a zombie story for people who aren’t necessarily all that into zombies. Read the rest of this entry »
My dog is one of those dogs that always makes people say, “Why wouldn’t someone want her?” This basically translates to, “How did this calm, well-behaved, healthy dog end up in a shelter?” I have my theories, most of which involve elderly owners — or Maybelle chasing a deer across the rural Georgia county she came from. Once you see her lock onto some kind of prey animal, you can see how she might end up separated from her loving family. Read the rest of this entry »
and adoptable barnyard animals.
I blame Currier & Ives. Wouldn’t you want to live here? —–>
My addiction recently grew much more serious when I was introduced to landandfarm.com.
It won’t be long before I lose my job and am living out of my car because I can’t stop browsing all the quintessential New England farms that I want to live on, and then search for adoptable critters to fill up the barns and fields with. Read the rest of this entry »