Wednesday, August 31, 2005


I look around, I look around, and I see a lot of new faces. That means a lot of you are breaking the first two rules of yogurt club. If tonight's your first night, you have to eat. None of that nonfat kind for you, oh no. Only the real yogurt, the kind with actual fat and real fermentation instead of artificial thickeners. Emulsify this, punk.

What's that you say? The only yogurt you can find is low fat, sugar free, whitened and lecthin-ized processed milk product? Well then, have I got a yogurt for you. Well, technically, I'm not really sure what it is, but I got this bottle of organic milk at Ye Olde Organice Foode Shoppe last month, and it has been fermenting in my desk drawer ever since. Never mind the smell. Drink it! Drink it or I'll drink it for you, at you, and otherwise near you!

Yogurt is good for you, and I, for one, am sick and tired of diet yogurt. I say, never be complete, never be perfect, put down that processed food and live a little. Get some real intestinal flora, come on! When the revolution comes, are you going to be left behind because all of your lactobacilli are pathetic?

Rise up my brothers and sisters, rise up and ferment!


I've moved. Three timezones to the east. The things that get to you are the little differences. I've been drinking a lot less beer, since you have to buy it at a liquor store. No grocery store beer means no impulse purchase beer, and a lot more impulse purchase potato chips. So, it's not like I'm in danger of losing weight.