There’s lots of problems in life: the train line broke down this morning, our planet’s attempts to harness fusion power have failed, we can’t use genetic engineering to make elves and dwarves real (and then pit them against each other in cage matches), and so on.
Plastic straws are a problem, according to some. We don’t agree.
But whatever. Hey you want to make the planet better? Ban paper receipts. Just look at this monstrosity the store printed out for me this morning:
Damn thing is longer than a broadsword or [insert human, animal, or alien sexual reference of your choice here]. I only bought two items. The rest of this receipt is just garbage and offers that nobody reads. When you think about the hundreds-of-millions of transactions each day in America, that’s a lot of dead trees.
Receipts can be replaced by e-mails, or at least made available ONLY at the direct request of the purchaser. Or go super green, receipts will only be beamed information into one’s head as an abstract existential reality construct where the customer is constantly like, “Did I really buy that? Hmm. Well, did, did I, … hmm.”
Join our cause! Ban Receipts! Post on all social media. Personally and professionally demonize those who support paper receipts. Insult their intelligence, threaten their children’s lives, get their addresses! Hurry now, before paper receipts burn down the planet!
Today’s smartphone cameras have become so capable it’s hard to remember that carrying a camera was once a conscious choice. Once upon a time I had a camera in my pocket that was five times the size of a smartphone and it was complete garbage. Times have changed, have you noticed?
On this blog, we are very, very slowly making our way through my past travels. Lots of Japan to go. Wanted to do a complete, worthwhile post on Niigata, but can’t. Nearly every one of my shots from that trip are absolute, grainy, garbage.
Most of that was me. I’m not the expert photographer I am now (cue laugh track including laughing by drunken hyenas). But also, at the time my camera was pathetic. I don’t even have it anymore, or remember what it was.
Here are the only shots worth posting. Enjoy. Who gardens better than the Japanese? Not me. Not you.
Uh, Niigata’s great. Go.
I’m taking care of me Ma’s dog and I forgot how frantic and disorganized a multi-dog walk can be. She wants to go one way, he another, and before I know it my plastic poo bags are out of my pocket and halfway across the courtyard.
I got them back later but in the meantime (of course) one of them was ready to go. Seeing as how I was right near a trash can I tried to use a large fallen leaf as a plastic bag substitute. Don’t ever try this.
Anyways, the leaves have begun their mystical journey. All the colors, all the fun of Fall, which is by far my favorite season for a variety of reasons. Soon, nothing but bare branches.
Need to get out of this cubicle and on a hike.
Plastic straws will soon be banned everywhere, just like how putting chloroform in your coffee was banished to oblivion. But then I see this thing at a place that sold me food and drink for a nominal fee and it broke my brain:
What the heck is this thing? It looks and feels like a plastic straw. But apparently it’s not. It’s made out of plants or something. So this thing will be legal, but the plastic straw will not.
I’m so confused, what precisely is the haters’ issue with the plastic straw? I thought it’s that it was plastic, and too small to be recyclable. So they want it banned.
But how is this plant based straw any better?
1) Uses plant material likely better used to feed humans or make compost or animal feed
2) Still takes up the same volume of space in the landfill/trash cycle as a plastic straw
3) Although the product claims ‘renewable and compostable’ what this really means in practice is it will compost in a landfill over 734 years instead of the 3,382 years that a plastic straw would take
4) Makes the ill-informed feel better about themselves when they actually should not
5) Illustrates the absurdity of feeling good instead of actually doing good
6) Is a hallmark of the future downfall of all Humanity as we struggle and bicker over foolish things while our culture, planet, and politics descend into the gutter
By the way, I’ve never used straws. I don’t get them. Just drink out of the glass/cup/whatever.
Please, help me.
Eggs are back in the hater aisle. Once again some study by somebody says they’re bad for you, way more dangerous to you than driving, drugs, drinking, dragons, or druids. I don’t pay attention to these things. It always seems like a study that says something about [insert anything here] is made up. Probably because it’s made up.
Never fear, Jacques is here to demolish such nonsense with facts, wit, and plain happiness. Definitely worth the read.
“Fortunately, for the sane cook, butter and eggs will never be passe, even if some moderation proves to be wise. The egg is just too perfect.”
I always try and have eggs around. I needed a short meal before my hike today. So all I did is scramble some eggs with harissa. Nothing else, just eggs and harissa in some butter. Then I toasted some wheat bread and melted some French morbier cheese on it. Simple, easy, win.
“Until then, if you don’t like my defense of eggs, go ahead: Throw some my way.”
Oh don’t worry, Jacques, no problems over here. I’m sure I’ve written it too many times on the blog by now, but man do I ever love Pepin.
One day on my work walks, I’m going to have to render emergency first aid to a struck nine year old because a 47 year old grown man couldn’t be bothered to traverse 2/3 of a mile using his own two feet.
“The Internets has made us all dumber,” says degenerate author and regular writer of a blog.
One of nature’s great killing machines. Awww, just look at the dude sleeping.