So this is all about food. I'm chilling upstate, family and Mari left on Monday (yesterday) after dinner, and I'm making/eating food on my own, and working of course. But I've gotta get up, make my own coffee, my own sandwich for lunch, get all my shit together, make morning toast (or a Poptart for a treat cause my mom got them for me during one of those "my baby's leaving soon I want to spoil him" moments that I capitalized on :P) and then stay on schedule getting out the house to drive to work. When I get home, I've got to make myself dinner, although there's a lot of cold chili and mac and cheese in the fridge, I ate a burger tonight, my bro made it when he made his from the rest of the beef and left it in the fridge for me, so I put a little Tabasco into the mix and threw it onto the grill for a few. Got it PERFECT, very surprising to me, but it was the perfect medium-rareness. So I got a delicious burger, and I've been thinking about food since then pretty much. A lot of people don't eat meat, and I can understand that they have personal views that interfere with them enjoying one of the most(if not the most) delicious foods, but it's never for me; I would be perfectly fine with hunting my own food even, although I think that a lot of people would not be able to stomach something they killed themselves, it would be essentially perfect for me, my qualms for eating food is the support of unhumane activities performed on animals in order for me to easily obtain and eat them, but if I worked and struggled to track, find and kill an animal, in the most essential way I have taken their life, and am the most deserved to eat them (very carnivorous and animalistic I know, but I think it makes a lot more sense that way). I hate people who hunt for sport, it makes absolutely no sense and I find it a disgusting useless waste of life, similar to soldiers slaughtering helpless people asking for help, if you use chemicals or something that force a deer to come to a certain place and sit drinking beer in a blind up in a tree waiting for it than you deserve to fall and break your neck. Hunting is such an essential part of animals, humans are still animals, that I'm sure some part of those people feel every instinct rebelling against the unnatural death of the creatures they kill. But I've gone way off topic, I meant to be talking about how much I love food, and how much it means to me to be able to eat every single day, 3 times a day at least. That I am allowed by our society to eat basically whatever I want, when I want. And that I've had a childhood where I've only gone hungry by my own actions or because I get hungry too quickly for my parents to carry me home as a small child :P. Not to say that I've never been hungry, but that in some manner I could have changed the occurences and incidents that led to me not going home and not having money. A little different of a situation than some homeless people (not all, probably not even most). That's the main reason that I usually give change to homeless people, I do know hunger, and I hate seeing someone else have to go through it.
So that's my rant on food :P hope you enjoyed it. Quick update for anyone who cares, if you don't fuck off xD Work was hard today, a fairly long day; 10 hours, which means I got home pretty tired, unfortunately I didn't take a shower because I learned there was a new WoW patch, and I have been trying to download it...How long will it take you might ask? on a slow dial-up system in the middle of nowhere in New York State? Oh only about 63 hours.... So I'll probably be back in the city by the time it's done.... Makes me a little sad because now I won't be able to play till I get the patch and all. Sigh. Sounds like my parents are coming back tomorrow instead of friday, which is honestly quite a disappointment to me, I though that they trusted me with the house, but apparently they can't leave me alone for more than a day. That's the true way it feels to me, despite all the various excuses, but it's ok, soon I'll be gone for good and will see them every so often, so it doesn't really affect me whatever the real reason is, I just wished I had more than one night to myself to think and write like I'm doing tonight is all, and definitely more time in order to listen to music on the good speakers, when my rents are around my kind of music isn't acceptable on the house's speakers. True to my statement I'll try to keep throwing something up, we'll just have to see how much I manage as we try to squeeze the rest of the work into these next three days, I'm going to be working real hard because I want to finish the patio in 2 days, and then George has a little more work for me, building some shelves in his house with him, So I should be done working by the weekend. If that works than I can go back to the city with my mom on Monday, see people monday and Tuesday and head to MV on wednesday or something. If work doesn't work out that way than I'm going to need to seriously figure things out, but I will, no worries. This place is beautiful, and I have no doubt that I'm going to get a forge built up here, then I can come up here and work on metals sometimes from RPI, maybe in a year or so, but still at sometime. I still can't get over how amazing it is here, but I'm exhausted, I seem to have poured the last of my energy into this post, and I still haven't showered yet, must be crazy. Till tomorrow.
-R
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forging for the win!
trying to convince my parents to let me build one. doubt it'll work but at least i got them to agree to let me put a metalworking studio in the barn. i'll take what i can get. now where'd i put that anvil...
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