When I said the vegan/keto thing is expensive, I really, really meant it. Since I only need to feed myself and my dog, Nefie, I budget $280 a month for groceries--$80 of which goes to dog food. I spent more than my month's human grocery budget just on supplies for vegan fat bombs! Which meant … Continue reading Digital Diary – Vegan Keto, The Final Countdown
A suicide pact leaves bodies in the hallway. Mend the amendment.
Something is very wrong. For some, the answer is simple. No guns, no shootings. Seems to work for other countries. Or, just arm the teachers. Or, just screen gun owners better. Or, just put metal detectors everywhere. For others, it is more complicated than that. Ban guns? Fine; ban hammers and cars and bats too. … Continue reading Digital Diary – The Machine
In these final hours, I find myself binge-eating cheese and eggs. I'm even drinking an IPA that has been in my fridge since Irish Mike left his residuals a year ago. Because, I think to myself, fuck it. I'm going vegan for a month. Except, after two years successfully on keto—and having lost sixty pounds—I'm terrified of carbs. So, I'm going vegan, … Continue reading Digital Diary – Vegan Keto, The Beginning
Wanting desperately, pathetically, that itch in the center of my spine that sly ouroboros making it real futile making it true it is true, isn't it: true love is for other people. White jagged scars crisscross; ex marks the spot, tarnished, locked away, it hurts less to be alone. Sweetly indulgent courtiers are not quite right. … Continue reading Poetry Corner – 2.18A “Hangover”