Dogma and Dog Meat

I woke up to husband getting home from work again this morning. We talked for a bit about random topics, then he got up and went to his computer. I rolled back over and went back to sleep. Around ten or so, Luna came looking for me. Hooray for living alarm clocks! LOL.

Most mornings, we either fend for ourselves amongst the leftovers and Luna-snacks, but sometimes husband asks me to cook or I offer. I get sick if I eat right away after waking up, even if I am not preggo. However, if I am preggo or on multivitamins, I get sick if I go too long without eating; here lately, we usually eat “breakfast” around 11a-12p.

Apparently, the effects of not having breakfast are numerous. It has been blamed for weight gain, fatigue and lack of energy, irritability and mood swings, ditziness, dizziness, among other things, thus apparently setting a bad precedent for the rest of your day. Although I’ve read opinions to the contrary, that a good lunch makes up for a bad breakfast. Doctors and nutritionists say it’s the most important meal of the day.

But when we eat is only part of the picture. What we eat is supposed to be important to. In my household, like a lot of Americans, you will find mostly processed foods and not enough home cooked, even though I want to do home cooked more often. It is just easier to do quicker stuff, not to mention, sadly, cheaper.

I wish I lived in a culture where home grown and home cooked was more the norm. I know I could do a garden here, but don’t have the energy, and I think I have the opposite of a green thumb. I guess if had been raised in an agricultural society, it wouldn’t be a big deal, but I was raised in a consumerist society, with agriculture being done by a group of the population.

When I do decide to not be lazy and cook home made meals, I like to try new and different foods. Husband doesn’t appreciate my creations; he likes to keep a steady diet of what he considers to be “normal” foods. But what constitutes normal? It’s funny how eating cow is normal for this country as a whole, but then it’s not normal in some countries. There are some countries where eating dog is normal.

Honestly, I might like to try it sometime, but only if it were in a country that knew how to cook dog right. I don’t have money for travel anytime soon though. Husband’s job barely covers out expenditures, yet he feels the need to buy random junk food for himself even if I slave over the stove to cook a meal for him to take to work…but that’s a story for another time…or a gripe for another time…

I have had people suggest ways to get money, such as working from home for various sales companies, transcription, freelance writing, selling and pawning items…I have thought about the different options available to me that wouldn’t involve leaving Luna to someone else’s (expensive) care. I am working on the freelance writing. I’m not so good at sales pitches, don’t think I could convince someone to buy cosmetics from me, lol.

The negatives to pawning items is that you end up paying twice for the same item, and the second time it costs more, but you still have same old item; the negatives to selling an item is that it’s gone for good, but you may want it back, so you go and buy a new one or a different used one, which might cost more, although a positive is that it might be nicer than one you had. I don’t have anything I want to live without that’s worth enough to tide me over anyway.

Even though I don’t have any money to put in it, I have a bank account; I hadn’t had one in a long time, but I got this one back in September I think it was. I guess if I had more money I could keep a running balance. Right now, there’s not much left in there, and the only reason it’s not in the red is the kindness of others.

I used to just go around carrying cash with me. The good thing about carrying cash is that you always know how much you have and can’t overspend. But the bad thing is you can’t purchase online or at some venues, so sometimes you need money orders or prepaid cards for that. Plus you can’t cash checks without an account, so you have to go to places that will cash checks, but it costs fees. Carrying cash is bad for other reasons too, like an increased risk of losing your assets to a mugging, having the money lost, or getting it stolen by dishonest friends.

Of course, depending on who they were and why they stole it, it might be forgivable. Is stealing bad if it’s “Robin Hood” theft? I agree with Robin Hood theft in some regards. I mean, if you cannot get the things you need to survive, and others are hoarding much more than they need to survive, and you take from them to help yourself, and it doesn’t really dent their assets, then maybe they aren’t really losing much and you are winning? Of course, there are laws against theft. And if you stole from people like yourself that were already hurting then you’ve screwed them over. Are dishonest people evil embodiments of demons or Satan, or are they just misguided or in need?

Then again, to answer that question, maybe you’d have to define “evil” and “Satan.” Depictions of Satan (by any name) have changed over time. The movie-magic version of him as a huge horned red beast with cloven hooves is actually based on upon some pagan deities (through Christian interpretation). I much prefer the movies that depict him or her as a human, seems more realistic to me. If “he” is real, maybe it’s more in a metaphorical sense, the embodiment of negative stuff or evil. But that brings you right back to what evil is.

Do animals have evil? Stephen J. Gould would say that nature is non-moral, neither good nor evil. Look up his essay “Non-Moral Nature” sometime. Surely they do things we humans might consider evil, such as killing and theft, but since they do it for survival, we cannot consider it evil. But wait…don’t humans do those things for survival sometimes? A moral conundrum, indeed…the most terrifying animal, in my opinion, is humans.

We don’t just do things for survival or instinct. We have the choices and the desires to do things in different ways, and some of us choose to be extremely cruel to other humans or to other animals. Killing someone who invaded your home and threatened your life—survival instinct. Going over to their home and killing everyone they’ve ever loved—act of cruelty. Going over to their homeland and killing persons that are total strangers to both you and the invader—hmmm…we call that casualties of war.

One huge example of humans being cruel to one another is nuclear bombs. If animals could build them, I’m not sure that they would. The bombs don’t serve any purpose beyond destruction. In addition to instantly killing a huge quantity of the human, plant, and wildlife populations, they continue to kill and deform these populations for generations afterward. When a lion kills a zebra, the zebra feeds the pride of lions. When a nuclear bomb kills a shitload of living creatures, no one benefits.

Then again, weapons of mass destruction aside, maybe we aren’t so bad. One thing that I’ve always thought was beautiful about the two bombs America dropped on Japan was how people dealt with it. I remember reading a book about origami cranes. People dealt with the bombings by doing artwork, and origami was one form of that. People do artwork to deal with all kinds of tragedies and painful events in their lives. I tend to disagree with those that say that art in all its forms isn’t therapeutic.

I like all kinds of artwork. For some reason, haven’t painted in a while. I used to love oil painting and blending water colors, among other things. I remember once doing finger-painting with my cousin Jami’s daughter, Khrystalynn, using watercolors. I’m not sure if she remembers it, but I still have one of the paintings we did. I had hand-written a poem on the back of it. I want to do artwork with Luna, but right now she can’t grasp the concept that paper is for art and furniture is not…okay, so maybe furniture can be for art, but our couch is not a piece of furniture I want to do artwork on.

Artwork is one of many ways to spend an afternoon, and can be educational, so I would like to teach her to enjoy it. Some people only find Sunday afternoons as their leisure time, but since I have nothing to do outside of the home anymore I have more supposed leisure time, which is why I’m able to blog more often, play online, and contemplate art projects with Luna.

I’ve always enjoyed the arts in all forms. I like to draw and paint and do origami and sculpt and carve and do crafty stuff and write lots of different types of things and even act and dance and sing. I’m still waiting on the email from Poetry Magazine regarding my first brave attempt at submitting work. If they send me an acceptance letter, that’s money in my bank account and a confidence booster. If they send me a rejection letter, I guess I have to resaddle that horse and try again. 😛

I’ve decided this blog will be my prose writing practice for now, til I get the nerve up to send off fic and nonfic work to other publication venues. My attempt to write songs have been hit or miss. I guess I’ll never be a famous singer/songwriter. Which is okay; I don’t want my life and my kids’ lives in the tabloids, nor would I want to be followed by paparazzi, but it’s nice to watch the celebs sometimes and see their lives through the lens of the media and fantasize about have the good life.

I don’t really have a favorite celebrity, but I do have some celebrity crushes. Jessica Alba, Patrick Stewart, Patrick Swayze (I know he’s dead, but he was hot when he was alive), Sean Connery, Morgan Freeman…I know it might seem weird that there’s a lot of old guys on there, but I’m not generally into old men, just those mentioned, lol. For some reason I once had a sex dream about David Lee Roth, but I don’t look at him and say “sexy” so I’m not sure why the dream.

Bill Gates is a crush of mine. I don’t think he’s hot, I just want him for his bank account, lol. Maybe he could buy me all kinds of fancy stuff like big mansions and fancy cars and Anti-gravity technology. Wouldn’t it be awesome to have a hover-craft that actually hovered high enough to be worth it? Or a flying saucer? You know he would totally own one!

Che Fu–It doesn’t matter what they say behind your back, just as long as your truthful to the ones who love you. It doesn’t matter what you’ve done before in your time, I won’t say nothing, even if they pull on me. A random takedown, good friends stay ’round, it’s a simple message. It might come back to you, times two.

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12 thoughts on “Dogma and Dog Meat

  1. it was more like a rant from an old lady in a nursing homeI read the whole thing, thoughyou just…went from topic to topic pointing out things, never really making any points

  2. Is it wrong to analyze things from every angle and work through them in your head and then have an answer for the next time that someone suggests the same thing to you?

  3. Your answers are always “this won’t work becayse of this” never positive affirmationsnever have I heard from you, “I’m gonna get up and do this, NOW!”

  4. I have done that as well. And if you read all the way through my blog you’d find positive affirmations in there as well. But you are right in a sense…I just don’t like to cliff dive without a parachute or walk a tight rope without a safety net.

  5. It just seems like you’re content with your situationeven though you bitch about it when you dolike, you’re afraid to leave that comfortjust my psychoanalysis ha

  6. I am content with certain aspects of my “situation” but not others. There are things I would like to change, but for me change takes planning and analizing. Even though I used to say I was a “self proclaimed nomad,” I still really never did just up and go, spontaneously. I am taking steps, baby steps, to do things differently in my life. I was making an honest effort to lose weight, for example, until I got pregnant again. But after the baby’s born and I’ve healed I can get back to that goal of losing weight. I sent off four poems to a magazine. They’ll only accept that many at a time. I know I should send more things to more places, I just need to light the proverbial fire under my own ass. I think that forcing myself to blog every day is a good way to get myself in the writer frame of mind.

  7. I am content with certain aspects of my “situation” but not others. There are things I would like to change, but for me change takes planning and analizing. Even though I used to say I was a “self proclaimed nomad,” I still really never did just up and go, spontaneously. I am taking steps, baby steps, to do things differently in my life. I was making an honest effort to lose weight, for example, until I got pregnant again. But after the baby’s born and I’ve healed I can get back to that goal of losing weight. I sent off four poems to a magazine. They’ll only accept that many at a time. I know I should send more things to more places, I just need to light the proverbial fire under my own ass. I think that forcing myself to blog every day is a good way to get myself in the writer frame of mind.

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