Thursday, June 24, 2010

Thursday June 24th, 2010 - Vegetarian option

I've thought about it and decided that I will continue to abstain from mammals, but allow limited dairy, primarily cheese, and wild catch seafood starting on July 5. The vegan diet is possible. I did it for a year, but vegetarian will be easier. I think that this particular diet will someday become mainstream because healthy land animals and fresh water fish will be in short supply because of the damaged hydro-system.

I watched a documentary last night called "Gas Land." It clearly demonstrated that Natural Gas Drilling was causing ground water contamination on a apocalyptic level. The 2005 Energy Policy Act, strongly endorsed by Dick Chaney and George Bush, exempted hydraulic fracturing from regulation under the Safe Water Drinking Act. The Safe Water Act tried to regulate pollution with the goal of making all of our rivers and lakes as healthy as possible. The 2005 act mobilized the largest public land grab in our history and increased natural gas drilling more than 10 fold and growing. In order to extract the gas from the, I believe it's limestone, rock, they have to use over 550 chemicals, many of them proven carcinogenic like benzene's and arsenic, to lube the drilling, maintain the integrity of the well, and literally fracture the rock horizontally to release the gas. The problem is that only 50% of the "produced" water is returned to the surface. The rest bleeds into ground water contaminating water wells, streams, rivers, the air, fish, cattle, wildlife, and humans. If this particular method is continued, the nation's water supply and fishing will be irrevocably damaged. This contamination will spread from the rural drilling sites to our metropolitan water within my lifetime. Fresh water and fresh water fish will be too contaminated to consume. At that point, seafood will be the only alternative, but that is, of course, if they can get a grip on the offshore drilling dilemma. By the way, Norway has laws and regulations that allow profitable deep drilling without nearly the risk we face from all of the thousands of offshore wells we already have. I believe their are also safer ways to extract natural gas, but we need to be motivated to use them before they change our lives for good.

And now I have to admit to owning and leasing three oil wells in Washington County Colorado. I'm not sure what methods my particular drilling company uses, but I will find out and take appropriate activist measures. Of course, my dilemma will be oil royalties that could potentially pay for all of my families higher education and pay off our student loans. Yet to be determined.

As promised, here is a sample of my book "Positano": 
As I balanced the warmth of the shower, I reached for my toothbrush and then slipped in. I began to relax as the warmth of the water rinsed the clammy sweat down the drain. Gathering my wits, I began franticly lathering up the soap in a vain attempt to steal time. I was still struggling to catch my breath. The nightmare remained as vivid as it once was. I need to think of something pleasant like… April. Yes, April. April lived in the house directly behind our house. She was two years older than me. She delighted in teasing me. I think she thinks I’m harmless. The truth is I was. She’s probably in the shower right now.
Yesterday, she caught me staring at her while she was sunbathing. Instead of getting mad, she grinned and waved to me, “Hello Nic!”
Okay, be cool. “Hi April.”
She started to get up when she realized her top was untied. She was a bit too late. Oh my God! I’ve been fantasizing about this moment for years! There they were; two huge creamy tits swaying back and forth in the hot autumn sun. As I stood there, titty shocked, she pulled her top back into place and simply said, “Opps.”
As she stood up she tilted her head back into the blazing sun and ran her fingers through her long blond hair in a vain attempt to pull it back into place. She slowly turned away from me and purposefully bent down at the waist to pick up her glass of ice water. God is good.
She knowingly smiled walked over to me saying, “It’s a pretty hot day.”
Her lips moved, but I heard nothing. I could smell her glossy coconut butter. I finally muttered, “You’re getting sunburned.”
She giggled. “What are you up to today?” I thought that was already clear.
“Not much. I was just taking a break from my homework.” What homework? I just spent the last 20 minutes spying on her through my bedroom window trying get up the nerve to walk outside.
“Taking a break, huh? You want to join me?” Tease.
If I had any balls I’d take one step and jump over that damn fence and tackle that shit. Instead, I sheepishly stood there and said, “I better get back to my homework.” I hate myself.
She softly laid her hand over mine and looked straight into my eyes and said, “maybe next time.”
She glanced down and quickly looked back into my eyes with a devilish grin and said, “Are you sure?”
I followed her eyes down just to see that my dick was standing out there on its own as hard as diamonds. She was the one melting in the sun and, yet, my face was redder than hers.
I just turned and went back into the house. Well, actually to the bathroom. I locked the door and grabbed the lotion.
That was yesterday, and now, in my warm shower, I couldn’t stop thinking about her ginormous breasts. My hands wondered as I envisioned the water flowing over her bronzed body. In my mind I could see her slowly lathering the soap on her belly and patiently working her way down. I imagined her tightly closing her eyes and biting her lip as she collapsed against the cool tile. On queue, my body rocked and I found blissful relief. 


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  2. I found it perfect if a person had a gastric bypass surgery and then he/she will shift into a vegetarian or vegan. But of course it should be monitored still.