We Made A Mess

Featured: Myself, on a date with the devil; a designer purse.

Had a conversation with a friend; brought up the impossibility of everyone thriving off of local foods. Is it possible? I can't answer, anything is possible. We can chop down mountains right, so why not. I'm not from Slippery Rock, and have only been in Western PA for a short time. It took some effort, but I found it very much possible to live a "100 mile diet" if someone was ready. the farmers markets exist, the grain suppliers are around, and if you look hard enough you might be able to see a chicken or two.

Today I was asked if I was buying food again because the food I had looked 'normal.' Among the normal looking food was some ranch dressing. As a character flaw, I insist upon explaining myself too much of the time. In this case, I was excusing myself for having ranch dressing. In my regular diet, I choose not to purchase, support, or consume products that include eggs or milk, unless, unless, unless I have confidence in the source. If I don't know where the product came from then I assume that it has an unhealthy food chain. Not just unhealthy for my body, like hormones and preservatives, but unhealthy for the world through a linear industrial food chain.

food:
Eating hard boiled eggs in the morning, and yesterday's sandwich leftovers. I found a hefty cup of fruit, pack of baby carrots and some impromptu croutons.
For Dr. Jason Stewart's Professional Writing Class I randomly found some onion rings. After class a group went to the North Country Brewery. I was intending on the party to get food, giving me the opportunity to clean a few plates. Not tonight. I was only able to grab, what looks like humanure, from one of the already bussed plates. But walking out of the pub found a table with vacant guests who left a plate of cheese, sausage, a chunk of cinnamon pot bread, and a jalapeno. Classmate Cole and Kyle couldn't keep their hands off of my score.

A short sweep at the library retrieved part of a PB J, a whole PB J, and and unopened bag of chips. Then the last on my list was a few of the eggs, made two lite omelets.

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song lyrics

We Made A Mess

oh it must look like i really need it
my cupboards are dry, still i don't want more
stomach's alright, i'm not the needy
but how do I deny charity at the door

with pity on me you're missing the picture
three bags full, left at my door
we still persist to feed the greedy
but how do I deny charity at the door

stop the money
give it to someone who needs it
stop the money
I don't need it

Stop the money
put a face on the needy
if all we do is feed it
then time will clean it

time will clean it, if we feed it
wam