- Other than a barbecue sandwich I had two and a half weeks ago, I haven’t eaten meat (other than fish or shrimp) in twenty-one days. In those three weeks I’ve lost fifteen pounds.
- Football is huge in Norman. Saturday was the first home game of the season (first game overall, too), and traffic was clogged up for a mile around campus three hours before kickoff. We’ll be staying home on game day from here on out. (And whoever created that website needs to review the spelling of "memorial.")
- Pandora has been educational, at least in that it teaches me about me. What I’ve found is that “pretty” music bores me more often than not. While I can admire piano ballads and folk tunes, I need some dynamic element to keep my interest, whether that’s Tom Waits’s growly voice and quirky lyrics or the backbeat tension of a John Lee Hooker. Most often I’ll settle for a driving drum beat and rampaging bank of distorted guitars, but Tori Amos makes me want to drown myself.
- If you can stand the heat, Oklahoma’s weather is almost uniformly beautiful. Except for the odd flash flood that washes out roads and kills half a dozen people. But they have that in Minnesota, too.
- Whenever I read John Gardner’s The Art of Fiction I am both elated and despondent. Elated because I become convinced I’ve just discovered what my current (novel/short story/essay/ screenplay) is lacking, and despondent because my discovery means that all of my work to that point is preparation.
Monday, September 03, 2007
Some Random Thoughts
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3 comments:
Good for you on the weight drop. When you hit "fighting weight" are you going to have a big barbeque to celebrate, or this the new norm?
This really is a change based on ethical convictions rather than dietary or health concerns, so I don't envision a celebratory meat feast. I do, however imagine this as a step toward a more restrictive diet--no seafood, either.
Taking baby steps.
Of course, a few hours after posting this yesterday I popped a meatball in my mouth without thinking about it, so there's plenty of work ahead.
To paraphrase Homer (Simpson, not of Odyssey fame)
Mmmmm....Forbidden meatball
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