Fay, the apt. sounds loverly.

And don't forget the exotic foreign locale.

Ew. PETA's newest tactic: bikini-clad women wrestling in tofu.

This whole "let's get people to become vegan by showing them boobies!" thing is getting really old.

Hil, I strongly believe that PETA actually compels more people to eat meat than not. I think they'd win a lot more converts without their aggressive antics. And I don't eat meat .

ETA: Okay, so they don't compel people to eat meat, but I don't think they dissuade anyone, either. I think they'd be more convincing (and beneficial to animals everywhere) if they merely reported the truth. The truth about how we "get" our meat is ugly enough.

Hil, I strongly believe that PETA actually compels more people to eat meat than not.

I'd easily believe that.

Fay, my hubby was wondering about Thailand. He visited many years ago, when he had access to military transport in the days when a young military dependent could hop on a plane and see the world. He remembers the slash and burn of farmers clearing their fields in the spring and was wondering if the country is still full of smoke every year at this time.

(Hubby likes to drop these tidbits of his youthful adventures, especially when he was living in Hawaii in the 70s. He worked on windjammers for a few summers and will casually say things like, "Yeah, I've had squid, I didn't like the way they cooked it in Singapore, but it was really good in Australia.")

Those Truth commercials make me want to smoke out of spite.

Those Truth commercials make me want to smoke out of spite.

Oh, AMEN.

And I have never been a smoker.

Did anyone else watch that Sandra Bullock movie, "28 Days", about rehab, way back when? I came out of it wanting to smoke and drink.

Okay, so my family drives me batty. I invited them over to my house for Mother's Day brunch. When I have an event, I usually start planning at least two weeks out. So, at my mother's birthday a few weeks ago, she says that she thinks that it's "too much", and I shouldn't take on such a huge deal. WHAT THE FUCK EVER. Like I've never had people over to my house before. I say, fine, it's mother's day, your choice. I cancel my grocery order, stop planning how to get everything done.

So, Thursday night, my dad calls and says "oh, we were wrong, we should let you have us over" I'm like "fuck, I need to get hopping." He says "but, we insist on helping" @@ Like I'm incapable of doing it by myself. I think, okay, let's do something easy. "Take me to Ikea to buy a new table". We work it out, he'll come pick me up after they get back from church. Church is over at 11:30, we'll be on the road by 1 at the latest. Back, put the table together, done by 3. I can run some other errands, go to my friend's pottery show.

Well, first, I don't hear from him until I call at 2PM. They've just gotten home. Through various fucking around, we don't end up on the road until 3:45. In the interim, my car won't start. don't know if it's the battery or the starter or what. fuck. but, dad's driving to Ikea and I was planning to take the metro to M's pottery show. I can still make it work.

then, we're driving to Ikea, when my dad calls my mom, who is talking about having people over for dinner. She then explains that I am one of the people. Apparently, by dad has told my mother that we are coming over for dinner after Ikea, and my bro and SIL are dropping off my niece and going to a movie, then coming over for dinner as well.

So, after we go to Ikea, we finally get back to my parents' house. then, my bro and SIL are late. then, my mother decides that my neice gets to watch another episode of Dora, so we can't leave yet. My cousin calls, and I don't know exactly what the deal is, but my mom starts bitching at my dad. I was like WTF? My cousin is spending the night, but said that she wasn't coming until tomorrow but is coming tonight. Now, my mom is pissed because she has to get ready for my cousin, but she had something else to do. She starts bitching about him not respecting her time. Fun! I finally got home at almost 10, then had to screw around trying to jump start my car. It apparently has some issue with the starter, because the battery is fine.

ARGH.

here was where we were talking about Maker Faire. We went . So cool. brain overload. dead feet.Wish we had gone both days. not even sure where to start...

Rough afternoon, Vortex. I hope tomorrow is a very unMondayish Monday.