28 October 2005

What is The Meatrix?

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20 October 2005

Give me strength... no patience

Have you ever been asked to perform a task as inefficient and unlikely to succeed as relocating a sandbox with a pair of chopsticks? Contemplate that the next time you wonder what it's like to affect meaningful change in even the most receptive community.

Dabbling in volunteer work again over the last month and a half has reminded me how challenging the non-profit sector is. And how important it is for society as a whole to support their endeavours in addition to government and charitable funding.

It has also curbed my impatience for things like crowded buses, bad weather and exorbitant (I know you love that word, Jeff) airline tickets. With a wider lens to view my life, I'm able to enjoy what I have and do each day, here and now.

12 October 2005

A sense of humor

In a coffee shop this morning, I overheard a man tell the woman next to him that she had no sense of humor. This is something I hear from my boyfriend regularly. I think I may have solved the problem though. Ladies, if you hear this comment from a man I suggest the following response:

"You know what is funny? A wannabe wit fumbling over a bad joke and realizing he's not as hilarious as he thought he was."

07 October 2005

Teachers and babysitters

While listening to radio DJs discuss child care options during the BC teacher's strike, one solution seems obvious.

Do all teachers need to man the picket lines? I believe them when they say they're doing this because they care about children. Why not help care for them in the meantime? I'm not implying that teachers are glorified babysitters, but it would help if they wore that hat temporarily.

I don't envy teachers having to do battle over the education system in this province. But I also empathize with parents who haven't had to worry about daytime care in years and are suddenly faced with having to stay home from their own jobs or shell out for expensive sitters.

Not having children myself or being a teacher, I may be way off base with this assessment. While I may be oversimplifiying a situation that I have no direct experience with, I still think it would be a fantastic gesture on the part of any teacher(s) that faciliated care and supervision for students that need it.

I guess we'll see what happens if this goes on for awhile.

01 October 2005

Breathing through a flattened straw

My mother has an excellent perspective on asthma - a condition we share. "You have two choices. Breathe or don't breathe." The latter obviously solves the problem permanently, but the former requires constant resourcefulness. Which pisses me off two-fold.

1) I am treated like an addict when I seek medication, lifestyle advice and other remedies from various medical professionals.

2) Why the hell can't my lungs just work properly to begin with?

Allergies, which I was fortunate enough to pick up from my father, compound the problem. The medicine for which makes me stoned (not in a fun way) and takes away my appetite (similar to the spacers and braces diet; not a nutritional choice I'd recommend from personal experience). Besides:

Asthma is Sexy