One-Man Third-World Logic

49. I have successfully made it through one week of being a vegetarian. And, I have to be honest, I hate it. Everything I’ve been eating has been things I’d eat anyway (I’ve had a lot of spinach salad, pasta, and potatoes… all with balsamic vinaigrette), but there are so many things that I’ve wanted to eat and haven’t been able to. Like chicken parmesan at dinner on Tuesday. Or turkey at lunch on Wednesday. And the fact that I can still remember the things I couldn’t eat (and couldn’t begin to tell you what I HAVE eaten) probably isn’t a good sign. I promised myself that I’d try to stick with the vegetarian thing until I go to Connecticut for Thanksgiving. I leave on Tuesday night. As much as I would love to be able to be a vegetarian, I just can’t. I’m too picky of an eater. And I’ve gained three pounds this week from all the carbs I’ve ingested. Don’t want to get chubbier than I already am. Maybe someday I’ll be able to do it, but not now. One of my coworkers told me that he, his wife, and his stepdaughter are on what they call a “third-world country” form of vegetarianism. They eat meat once a week (just like you would in a third world country… he was an anthropology major). Maybe I’ll give that a go. I mean, I’ve learned that it is physically possible to go for a week without eating meat… It just isn’t particularly pleasant. Maybe I’ll just cut back a lot. That would still help the plight of the animals. And it would still keep a bunch of those hormones, toxins, and whatnot that I read about out of my system. We’ll see.

50. I really enjoyed the math section of the SAT. It’s more about logic than actual math skills. If I could do it for free, I’d probably take it once a month, just for fun. It's fun in the same way that crossword puzzles and sudokus are.

51. I don’t understand how one person can qualify as a music group. Five for Fighting. A Fine Frenzy. Feist. (By the way, just noticed the frequency of the letter “F” in these one-man-bands… Apparently the letter “F” is trendy. It’s a good letter. In kindergarten when we learned our letters, there was a little Letter People song and dance for “Mr. F and His Funny Feet” which I performed around the house at the drop of a hat). A two-person band is debatable (Nine Inch Nails. Jack’s Mannequin. The Calling during their second album after they kicked out half the band). And The White Stripes is very questionable. I argue that it’s really just a Jack White solo act, as Meg White is probably about as skilled at the drums as a monkey with a breadstick. But one person? That’s not a band. That’s just egotism run rampant. Sort of like when Billy Corgan single-handedly recorded a Smashing Pumpkins album while he told the other band members that they were “on a break.” (I heard that somewhere once... and I didn’t doubt it for a second. I suppose it's possible that it never happened, but it fit my mental image of Billy Corgan quite well).