Archive for August, 2006

This is what I need to be complete.

Here’s a random question: why are there no vegan sour cream and onion potato chips?

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Help an artist out

A short while ago I mentioned Veronica, a vegan artist with some interesting projects in the works. Veronica dropped me a note today and asked for me to get the word out: she needs some help collecting receipts for one of her new pieces:

The walls of a room will be completely covered with thousands of receipts so the viewers will find themselves surrounded. The food products that contain animal derived ingredients will be underlined. Shopping receipts are the proof (real, symbolic and legal) of what we consume, an activity that has a underestimated effect on non-human animals. Supply and demand. Daily actions and their repercussions.

Here’s what she needs:

I’m asking people to please collect receipts from supermarkets and other food stores and send them to me by postal mail. I already have hundreds but I need thousands!

  • They must contain primarily food products.
  • I need both vegan receipts and non-vegan ones.
  • It doesn’t matter if they are wrinkled, dirty, badly printed, or what country they are from.
  • Make a small pencil mark on the side of the products listed you know are not vegan.

If you’d like to help out, visit her site and drop her a line. You get some goodies if you participate, too.

Our new alarm clock

Some new neighbors moved in across the street earlier this year. The woman just had twins and as a gift, her father (or father-in-law, I’m not sure) gave her a pair of Macaws. I’m not quite sure of the logic behind giving a pair of tropical birds to celebrate the birth of twins, but perhaps there’s some cultural significance I’m not aware of.

It’s become commonplace for us to wake up at 7am to the sounds of very loud squawking from the birds when they’ve been put in the backyard. We don’t really mind it, and kind of laugh because the sound is so out of place in our neighborhood. In fact, I can only imagine how much it annoys the idiot down the street, so sometimes I’m glad they’re there.

From what I’ve heard, though, the family is having a really tough time. They don’t know what to do with the birds. The birds make the noise in the house, too, which is not really conducive to babies sleeping. And I’m sure that these tropical birds aren’t terribly enjoying Virginia, though I’m sure it’s been warm enough for them here recently. I’d like to be able to help them out (the birds and the family) by helping them find a humane way of getting the birds relocated. The birds seem like they’re well taken care of, but I’d rather make sure that they get the chance to live somewhere more appropriate before their current guardians get frustrated and perhaps do something that wouldn’t be in the birds’ best interest.

Does anyone have any experience with any specific bird rescue organizations? Phoenix Landing or Rescue Me seem like good options. Any other ideas?

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  • ‘”It’s clearly a climate of intimidation and fear,” Trull said. “It’s inexcusable.”‘ No, Mr. Trull, experimentation on animals is the real inexcusable climate of fear. And isn’t it weird that people who leaflet are “extremists” but people who paralyze a

Naturebake Cookies

Naturebake CookiesWhen I made my pilgrimage to Food Fight a few weeks ago, I picked up a bunch of random products that I’m unable to get here in Virginia. By far, the best of the bunch was the bag of Naturebake Soft Batch Chocolate Chip Cookies. These are by far the best store-bought soft batch cookies ever in the history of mankind and dinosaurs. I don’t know how they do it, but man oh man are they good (and they ship well, so don’t hesitate to order some online). I can’t wait to get home tonight and make a chipwich with some Whole Soy Vanilla Frozen Soy Yogurt.

See also: Naturebake’s site.

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