My First Time

This blog begins as my thoughts overflow. Some things that are chronically on my mind as of late: deforestation, conservation, and procreation.

deforestation
I can't believe the rate at which it's happening. Wild spaces are so important to the human spirit, and I don't know nearly enough people that take advantage of national parks or being out in nature, away from our driven-to-distraction 21st century life. Nature has healing powers, literally and figuratively. Is the news always bad? I am thinking about Cote d' Ivoire, The Amazon rain forest, and suburban developments that chop down trees to plant new, orderly ones. Will there come a time in human history that national parks will become overcrowded with people looking for respite? Will they eventually be turned into living space for ever-expanding human populations? The Lorax was prophetic. I feel like it's happening now. Then I hear the words of Ramana Maharshi, "Take care of the present, and the future will take care of itself." Yeah, I'll try that.

conservation
Thank god that we're one of the wards in Chicago that is experimenting with blue bin recycling program. I am at work (cubicle land) and when I go to the washroom, I notice that when women dry their hands they use up to 3 paper napkins. I always get irked about this. When I use toilet paper I visualize the sewer sludge that it will eventually become. Way to focus on the present, I know. Not to mention disgusting, but I do like the scatological talk. There will be more of that, for sure. You can look forward to in depth discussions on ass-washing vs. toilet paper, the dimensions of the perfect poop, and poop-well-to-live-well, among other topics. Oh yeah, baby.

procreation
I am ready to have a kid. Shocking I know, considering that I was adamantly against it for awhile, but I think we need more freethinkers in the world, so I may, in the not too distant future, pop one out, or two. I know I can't control what the kid will be like, but I am betting on the genetic pool that he/she/it will be a non-conformist. Seriously though, after my dad kicked the bucket in April, I've changed. And all of the sudden I am ready. You better believe that I won't be using those evil plastic diapers, though.

More to come, mo fo's!