In a previous essay, “The Magic of Juicing,” I explained in great detail how I first got into juicing over a decade ago. Long story short, the first time I saw the Jack LaLanne Power Juicer infomercial, I was instantly captivated. Jack’s enthusiasm for all things juice, combined with the Home Shopping Network’s savvy marketing strategy (the countdown clock – only 10 left!), created an irresistible desire in my brain to “unlock the power of juicing,” as Jack would say.
It occurred to me a while back that I should begin writing down my “rules for living” – a list of personal preferences, suggestions, and observations that has been rattling around in my brain for several years. These are no one’s rules but mine, so please feel free to disagree, but I thought it would be a blog-worthy endeavor to memorialize them and share them in a post. Although I’m sure I could think of more, I decided to stop at 50. Any resemblance to Ron Swanson’s perfectly calibrated Pyramid of Greatness is completely intentional. I would love to hear what you might add to the list, or take away. Here you go:
When I was a child, I spotted a lonely box turtle crossing the road in front of my house in the heat of summer. I felt sorry for the turtle, which I named George, so I rescued him and put him in a cardboard box with lettuce, grass and a cupful of water. After a couple of days, I began to feel sorry for George once again. Captivity in a cardboard box is no life for a wild animal, even a slow-moving, stupid, reptilian wild animal. George deserved to roam wild and free. So, I came up with a plan: I would return George to nature, where he so desperately belonged, just like in those uplifting Animal Planet specials where they release the rehabilitated eagle or the orphaned grey wolf. But where?
If I tell you that good eating habits help us live longer, healthier lives, then your first reaction will probably be, “tell me something I don’t know.” We all understand the correlation between the quality and quantity of food consumption and health, but it’s one thing to acknowledge a truth intellectually, and quite another thing to take a truth to heart and apply it in practical ways.
It’s been a busy several weeks, but I’m glad to be back to blogging. Consider this post “part two” of my previous essay, “Potatoes are Not Terrible,” but this time with an emphasis on the wonderfully tasty and healthful sweet potato. I have been eating quite a lot of sweet potatoes lately, so this seems like a good topic to explore.
I’ve never enjoyed inspirational movies or clichéd motivational quotes, so it’s no surprise that I’m not fond of sentimental, sappy New Year’s thoughts and reflections. They just seem so contrived. So, I thought it would be fun to end the year with some poorly-written New Year’s reflections. If you can make sense of the metaphors, then you’re one step ahead of me.
The United States is a nation born out of revolution. In the face of tyrannical British rule, the thirteen colonies combined to form the first version of the United States of America, and in so doing declared independence from British authority. As was to be expected, Great Britain resisted, and the armed conflict known as the American Revolutionary War ensued. Tens of thousands of American militiamen and British soldiers died as a result, most as a result of starvation and disease, but many as a direct result of battle. From the very beginning, guns helped to ensure that the revolution took hold and stood firm, and helped to shape the kind of nation that future generations would inherit. The American gun culture was born.