infrequent update on life: big news from the party boat
Guess what?
We're moving to San Francisco.
Actually, this move has been anticipated for months (possibly even years, if I count the potentials that The CulturalConnect might've lived up to). Asma, up until recently, was fighting the idea, so I never pushed it or anything. The plan initially was that, once our [Raymond and I] startup takes off and we get funding, only then would we move. But all that uncertainty meant we couldn't plan long-term or even short-term.
Then just a few days ago, Asma was like "Let's move to San Francisco". And ever since then there's been a flurry of excitement in the house. We're now super excited about the future and possibilities. All the ideas we have on what we want to do seem like they can happen there.
At the very least, it'll be great weather and food, and new experiences. DC is nice, and on pretty days the city really is pleasant to walk around, and there are scenic things in the area. But outside of that, we've never really found any sort activities to take part in. At least I haven't. My head's been in the work sand.
So that's that for the moment. We're expecting to be out of here by end of July. That gives us a lot of time to clear the junk we've accumulated and maybe fix up all the damage around here. The next apartment we get will be baby-proof.
The startup seems to be going well, more so on the funding side. I've been bogged down with AARP work that it's usually hard for me to do other things during the week. But I'm excited, and things are starting to come together a bit. I might be able to start building and testing basic functionality by next weekend.
I wonder if I can say now what exactly we're doing? Maybe not.
Be nice to the chickens
Also, I'm basically a vegetarian now, and have not eaten meat in the last three weeks (minus tuna salad one day).
The trigger was when we were at Soul Vegetarian before we went to see Saul Williams perform on April 7th. Asma was looking through a PETA pamphlet in the restaurant and read to me how male chicklets were discarded (i.e. crushed/killed) and that their beaks were cut off.
Not that I wasn't aware of the horrible conditions that mass-produced farm animals have to endure, but to hear about what happens to these innocent little babies is just obscene. That was the line totally crossed.
This doesn't mean that I'm going to stop eating meat completely. What it does mean is that I won't eat meat unless I know the source. So if it takes five years to find farmers that aren't cruel, that's how long I'm going to abstain from meat. I also need to be more wary of dairy and eggs (but I think we're doing pretty good on that end).
This meat ‘industry’ (as if animals are a commodity like steel and nothing more) is disgusting. I don't get why people are allowed to do this.
But that's enough of that. Be aware of what you eat, don't lie to yourself. If you're ok with it, so be it. That's all.
Good evening and great luck.
S/he said…
I feel bad eating meat because of those reasons too…
I need to get back into blogging.
i’ve got a list of demands written on the palm of my hand