'Tis Himself!

Just a little note to let you know that I'm thinking of you. Just a wee little note saying that I haven't forgotten you. A tiny, leprechaun-sized note... an o'note... sure and begorrah...

Ehh, that's probably more than enough of the arbitrary Irish-stereotype thing. If I keep it up, I may offend readers, and maybe my great grandmother Mary McCarthy will show up to haunt me and... throw potatoes and cabbage at me.

Gee, it's awfully hard to stop one you've started.

What I'm saying is that I haven't given up on the blog, I just had a long... vacation, let's say. To sort things out and finally develop some focus for the thing. And here I am!

I'll be doing a little revamping and cleaning up, and maybe I'll delete some of the more pointless rants, especially political stuff that I hardly meant. I will keep the posts that have continued to bring in traffic however, at least for a while. I must say, more than a thousand hits for a neglected and unfocused blog ain't half bad. Thanks to all the people who kept coming even when I stayed away!

So raise your glass of Guinness, and toast the resurrection of The Nervous Vegan! May the cyber road rise to meet it...

Okay, that's it. It's best just to stop now.

History Repeats Itself!

I'm still on the audio-animatronic president kick. Last time, I posted a (sorta) resurrection of President Lincoln, who was shot on this day in 1865. Alas, it was apparently not meant to be! There he goes again...

Happy Death Day, President Lincoln

Yes, the man on the penny and the $5 bill was shot 146 years ago today. Why not post something about a resurrection of sorts? Mr. Disney "tampered in god's domain," as the immortal Ed Wood would have it, and here are some of the results.

Sorry about the black bars on either side of the video, but when I adjusted the height in the code, it shrank the actual video to a little box in the middle. I don't know if this is yet another impediment to embedding YouTube videos attractively. I still miss the changeable colors for the bottom bar.

Anyhow, the Lincoln stuff starts at 2:20.



You can check out the updates to the Great Moments with Mr. Lincoln show in this post.

By the way, did you know that President Obama himself did the voice for his Hall of Presidents figure? "They're robots. Well that's kinda cool." Hee hee! Should I be uncomfortable, though, that an American President is unfamiliar with something so quintessentially American, or maybe should I be relieved? I guess the never saw the TV special I posted above.

Oh well, never mind all that. Enjoy!



And here's a little making-of video.



How 'bout we end with a moral, just for fun?

"Learn from me, if not by my precepts, at least by my example, how dangerous is the acquirement of knowledge, and how much happier that man is who believes his native town to be the world, than he who aspires to become greater than his nature will allow." - Victor Frankenstein in Frankenstein by Mary Shelley.

Lightning in Slow Motion

Oooh.



Oooh.

A Train Leaving the Mekong Station

And I thought that the tracks are close to the bike path I take to go food shopping...

200 Posts Later...

Yep, this is post #201! Not too bad considering that I started three months ago, give or take a few days. I seldom run out of stuff to say, I guess.

Things have changed a lot since I started this site a short time ago, and they just keep changing. Kat and I continue to work to build a life together. We're investing in the remainder of our days, so the growth goes deep, shaping who we are as individuals and together. Whatever our shared time has brought, I've returned to The Nervous Vegan with fresh thoughts, confident that, somehow, the blog will have a place in our future.

When we met, we were both already dissatisfied with life as it's now lived by the majority of people, and we're still striving to find a comfortable way to live under the radar, off the grid, and outside of the rushing throng. I started this site as a focal point for our explorations, and I trust that it will serve that purpose well, if not now, then at some other time.

I've talked about developing the basic concept here, my formula, and I concluded that it seems to grow organically rather than responding to any plan I could concoct. For the first time in quite a while, I find myself at a loss again.

I've started selling some writings online, so this blog has taken a different place in the scheme of my life. What I do here now will have to be the pinnacle of my online efforts. So how will I go on? What do I say? I'm not sure, but if I press ahead, I'm sure I'll find out.

Thanks to my regular readers for sticking with me this far. The best is yet to come!

A Texas Police Officer Spraying a Cute Little Baby Squirrel With Pepper Spray

It's so-o-o-o tempting to judge this guy. It's hard not to wish that the old fears of lightning strikes were well-founded, to hope that some sort of wrath would fall upon him, leaving a pile of ash where he stood. Please be kind to him in the same measure that he was horribly unkind to this helpless creature. Just be better than that, or you're participating in the cruelty in your own way.



I promise I tried to get engaged in this response. I promise. It seems a bit opportunistic though. He's not really... saying anything at all. Eh...



And here's... eh... Guy Fawkes... gonna throw his... comic book collection? At you... eh... oh dear...



Wow, we're all in trouble. Poor little squirrel.