Sunday, November 30, 2008


I don't know exactly what goes into genetically modifying food. I just know that there's no proof as to what the negative effects will be from eating it. I read today that China is in such a bad way for food, that they will be unleashing much of their experimental genetically modified rice into the general food supply in China.

People have been trying to make the U.S. government post packaging of foods that contain genetically modified material, but they have refused. They encourage products that are not genetically modified to be marked, but to me, that's not enough. That is all the more reason to grow organic food yourself. I live in the burbs. Last sumer I had the BOMB of an organic garden in a small area behind the house. Can't wait to start planting again for next year.


Wednesday, November 19, 2008

"My Other Ride"

During the recent election, and the election before that, I was amazed at how differently people see the facts. I try to listen to everybody's side of every story. In fact, I won't make a decision in a who dunnit until all of the facts are in. That's how much I like to hear both sides.

I may have changed my mind as of yesterday. I was waiting for a haircut when a guy walked into the salon wearing a t-shirt that said "My other ride has tits." Say what? I looked around thinking that Al might be punking me. After all, who would wear that shirt? Are you kidding me? I just kept wanting to say it out loud. "Hey, Jerk! Are you kidding me?" I wanted to speak up, but didn't want the poor girls at Super Cuts to have to deal with the whole police thing just because I came in for a haircut, so I kept it mum.

I've had a new shirt printed for him. It says, "I'm nothing but a big boob." I took it to Super Cuts today, and it waits his next trim.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Tree Hugger

At the risk of being called a "Tree Hugger" by my Colorado Cowboy Counterparts, I've always kept it to myself that I recycle, and unplug everything in my house when I'm not using it.

It's gone beyond being called a name. If we don't start hugging more trees, we just may run out of oxygen altogether. My Cowboy Counterparts smoke. They work on the gas rigs. The gas rigs send out a petroleum smelling fume that I fear there will be no more trees to hug if I don't get busy.

I AM a tree hugger. If that means that I am going to openly take care of the earth AND suggest that those around me do the same, so be it. I'm a TREE HUGGER! I'm OUT! I'm tired of the irresponsible, smelly, dirty, fumey gas drilling in Colorado.

If we're going to rely on natural gas for more alternative uses, we need to insist on RESPONSIBLE drilling. I read in the paper this week that there was methane found in the domestic wells south of Silt and Rifle. Of course, the drilling companies say that the small amounts found are "naturally occuring." We'll see about that.

What IS next?

 It seems like the Covid 19 Vaccinations are going faster than expected, but states are opening up equally as fast. I want to get out again!...