So when they fly into windows, they've sinned?

Um... dunno. Maybe God just decides it's time for them to die, being All Part of His Plan and all....

Tom (not tommy), I remember seeing a "horror" movie called "Night of the Lepus" about giant rabbits that ... well, they kind of hopped people to death.

That was awesome. It's also the movie that the "potentials" watch in The Matrix.

I'm a fish-eating more-or-less vegetarian -- I mostly don't eat fish because of mercury issues, but having it as an option makes eating out much easier (not so much an issue in SF, but even going out with my mom in Concord is challenging without fishy options).

When I was in the hospital here with the placental abruption, Hec and I both let everyone in sight know, loudly and vigorously, that I was a vegetarian (I was on no food at all for the first 12 hours just in case they decided to take me in for an emergency C-section, and both Hec and I knew that if it didn't happen, by the time I finally got the okay to eat I'd be ravenous). And damn if I didn't get a big wad of beef and pork in every single meal right up until the last meal, a flawlessly prepared lacto-ovo-vegetarian lunch that arrived just as I was heading down to the elevators with my discharge papers in hand.

The hospital Matilda was born at, though? Very vegetarian-friendly, with a fully-stocked (meat and veggie broths, tea, fruit juice, hot cocoa and oatmeal) patient pantry available 24/7.

Not that any localistas (that I know of) are pondering birthing options, but for general sick-person-desiring-edible-foodness, I'd strongly recommend the hospital I don't work at.

I've seen Night of the Lepus more than once. I'm not proud, but I'm irresistably drawn to '50s horror movies, particularly when they're about radiation creating giant rabbits/ants/grasshoppers/people. It does shine new light on Anya's bunny problem.

I knew someone years ago who considered herself a vegetarian, but would eat shellfish. Her criterion was whether or not it had a spine. Which at least indicates a rationale, rather than just "not beef or pork".

I eat cows and chickens because they're stupid animals that annoy me.

I'll admit that my position is not the most thought-out....

The hospital stories are ironic to me, because the hospital near where I grew up, which my family spent many days in, was run by the Seventh Day Adventists. There was absolutely no meat, and it was back in the days when soy products were truly appalling. It was said that a sign that someone was getting better was when he started clutching at his visitors and begging, "For God's sake, bring me a hamburger."

We are a simple people.

Follow the shoe!

The gourd! We must follow the gourd!

I've been asked if I was a "semi-vegetarian" because I ordered a chicken sandwich at a fast food place. Apparently, some people create that category for those who don't eat beef or pork.

I think the idea is that chicken and fish are easier on the environment than beef or pork.

The gourd! We must follow the gourd!

Don't follow me!

It's a test!