Put on your dust jackets, it’s spring
Monday, March 26th, 2007 | 1 Comment »With early spring comes the refreshing act of taking stock, evaluating what’s really important, throwing out that excess baggage accumulated over the long winter, and making changes for the better. As some of you have no doubt read already, Maggie deliberated extensively about what she eats after reading The Omnivore’s Dilemma:
Long story short, I’ve shifted into my-dad-circa-1982 mode, during which our family only ate what we were willing to kill ourselves. I’ve never believed this more strongly than I do right now. It seems to me the only way in which I can effectively remove myself from a chain of production I don’t condone.
She makes some excellent points, many of which took me several drinks to refute. While I haven’t read Pollen’s latest, I will admit that the breeze of introspection blowing through the apartment rustled my hair, too.
I went out with Maggie on Sunday to pick up a non-fiction book I’ve been meaning to get for a few weeks. After we picked up the book I wanted, we took an invigorating afternoon walk through the decidedly un-invigorating Union Square (spring has this effect). We found some BBQ, then made our way back to the Q and headed home. I couldn’t even wait until we got home to crack open the book, so curious was I about the analysis within. For my impatience I was rewarded with a disappointing train ride full of questions and doubts about just what it was I’ve spent my life doing:
There’s no limit to how .480 this team could be, even a healthy Derrek Lee and Soriano’s arrival won’t be enough to fix the offense’s ability to get on base.
Devastating predictions from a source I respect. Why do I do this to myself?
