We’re just happy they’re using mass transit.

When people talk about things and then do something about it, they can make a difference.

Thanks for the day off life lesson, Dr. King!

Bacon Bits

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I don’t know why it never occurred to me when I was perusing the shiny Vicky’s Secret catalogs that get delivered to our apartment on a weekly basis. Probably because I was too busy wiping up my liquid envy from Gisele’s legs (All of me reaches up to her knees). But hot damn! A lot of paper goes into these catalogs. And if my household alone can fill up our entire recycling bin just with the ones we get every month, then how many forests are getting chopped down for the 395 million catalogs that get sent out every year? Initially, none of the paper used for their catalogs was recycled and Canada’s sadly unprotected Boreal Forest was providing this paper. Once protests were staged, VS did start to come around. Good thing. In the age of Internet, there is absolutely no need for ecosystems to be destroyed in order for us to flip through glossy pages.

(which, by the way, is a fabulous song by Ane Brun)… do not cremate me. Cremation, in a nutshell, requires the same amount of energy for a 75-minute burning stint as one person tends to use in their home in a month, a staggering amount of both gas and electricity. In addition, mercury emissions and dioxins are released, further polluting the atmosphere. For my crossing-over, a cardboard box will do just fine, preferably with a tree planted atop my remains (yes, I’m doing my coffin-shopping now, while y’all are rocking your skinny jeans!). Cardboard or solid wood, such as bamboo or pine, which can decompose and then allow my body to decompose into the earth, is a better bet than the expensive coffins most commonly used in burials. These tend to be nothing more than a thin layer of wood on top of chipboard, which contains formaldehyde–good for preservation of dead people, bad for preservation of the earth.