Day 11: I Think...
I've sort of lost track of where the days on my meat-fast go. But I think it's about aligned with the dates in July. At least that's where I'm going with it now! And speaking of July, I'm very strongly considering making a go of it for the entire month of July. I mean to quote Fear and Loathing, "If a thing's worth doing, it's worth doing right!" And a paltry two weeks with no real challenges in there, that's not a vegetarian try-out. That's the easy way out. Now, going a whole month, while working in a deli, and while attending a wedding in NYC, there's a challenge! And I think I'm up for it. Plus, if we've learned anything from Morgan Spurlock it's that any quest must be undertaken for at least 30 days. So barring some major complications, or my own colapse, I'll be meat-free for another couple weeks. Wish me luck.
In other news, I've find my father's stash of fantastically bad CDs to expand on the Foreigner find. Right now I'm enjoying the sounds of Journey, and later I may try on some Air Supply or even better yet the "Rock & Pop Classics Sampler." Because nothing says quality quite like a sampler containing Foreigner, Robert Palmer, REO Speedwagon, Bachman-Turner Overdrive, Kool & the Gang, the B-52's, and Pat Benatar. Oh, and there's even a Cars Greatest Hits album. But can't get ahead of myself just yet. I have to bask in the glory that is Journey.
- Have I told you all how much I love old black grandmothers? The other day I was over at Karen's place to hang out and we met her new neighbors moving in. It was this really nice black woman and her kids (maybe a man too, didn't see one at the time). Well as we're leaving to go to dinner the grandmother comes out form inside. Karen introduces herself and me, her friend. To which to grandmother gives us a look and says, "grandma's no fool, he's too handsome to be just a friend." And I must say, that is one of the nicest compliments I've received in a while.
- At work I've received a promotion of sorts. Nothing within the company. I have no desire for that. The less power and athority I hold the better for me. It's only a part-time job, I'm not looking for any real responsiblity. No, this has come from other co-workers. There are these two guys in the produce department, and apparently they have noticed me (not in that way), and have decided that I look quite like both of them. And I must say that I've come to agree with them. In fact I did see both of them and think that they looked very familiar, which I have now chalked up to me possibly recognizing myself in them? Who knows. In any case they decided that I have been brought into their lives for a very important purpose. Seeing as how I am the semi-bastard love child of the two of them (I use that term loosely as I do have two parents already, could not be spawned from two men, and am probably older than both of them), I have been delegated the role as mediator between the two of them whenever there is a problem/quarel/disagreement/etc. Seeing as how this is all very odd, they approached me through a co-deli worker that they both knew and asked me what my thoughts on the idea were. Naturally I had to agree. I mean how could I not? It's not too often that an opportunity like this comes around. But seeing as how they are both rather level-headed looking guys I don't know how often (or if ever) I'll be called upon to envoke my wisdom. But it's at least nice to be thought of.
- World Cup Thoughts: Zidane, you may have done what we all want to do (head-butt an Italian in the chest), and I applaud you for that (plus it was a quality headbutt), but couldn't you have at least waited until after you had beaten Italy in penalty kicks? Unfortunately I didn't get to see much of the match, which I deem as the reason why the French lost in the end, so next time I will try harder to watch it all!
- And now a brief interuption in the sports year. Yes, sports are dead for another month and a half now. Both hockey and basketball are officially over (even the drafts are completed, as are a majority of the major offseason moves), the World Cup is done (for another 4 years; and who came up with 4 years for international events anyway?), and football doesn't start up until Sept. 7th (or Aug. 6th if you count preseason, which at his low point in sports I do). So all we're left with is baseball, and the occasional golf/tennis highlight. Not a whole lot to look forward to.
And in a final note, I will be heading down to NYC Friday morning for Neil's wedding weekend, so I doubt I'll be able to do too much posting or updating on my meat-free month. I will try to get one more update posted before I leave, but I can't promise anything. However, seeing as how the majority of my half-dozen readers will also be around for the wedding, you won't be missing out on much. In fact you'll get to experience my new diet first hand. And for the rest of you (all two of you?) I will be sure to follow up as soon as I get back on Monday night (or possibly Tuesday).