Work Less-Cook More

I haven’t been writing much recently because I just finished my exams. I had taken three writing intensive courses, so I’m giving my hand a break from the scribing and typing. There’s nothing like a little break in the routine, so today I’m going try catching crayfish for the second time (the first was unsuccessful, the water was to cold), and my first time fishing for bullhead (catfish). That right, we be havin catfish po-boys and crayfish jambalaya tonight! Bullheads have been stocked in many lakes all around the Lower Mainland, and are obscenely easy to catch. Catching bullheads probably requires less energy than pushing a shopping cart through a crowded mega-super-supersized grocery store, dodging old ladies and pimple faced teenagers on roller skates.

Now, I’m not saying I have anything against people who shop at the Super Store and eat frozen fish sticks. I just don’t understand them, and their frozen food ways. I have had run ins with such people at SFU, funny enough, in my biology lab. I told the people at my lab bench that I killed and ate my own chicken while living in Indonesia. They all gasped, and just about dropped the various bird and horse skulls they were studying. One girl told me that killing animals was bad. I asked her why. Her answer: “Because…um…it just is…” I often get into much more ideologically stimulating debates with vegans at the Work Less Party office. At least vegans and vegetarians have a basis for arguing against meat consumption.

I would never attempt to argue for meat consumption. Although I can and will argue against the mass industrial production of animals for their meat. That being said, I am in full support of occasional subsistence hunting, especially for small game, using ethical hunting methods.

Anyhow, off to mountains I go, wish me luck!