me and mrs. armstong. aka dooce

that’s Heather B. Armstrong on the left, and me in the black and white coat on the right. and her media escort in the background scratching his head.

it was taken in the lobby of the Sutton Place Hotel in Chicago, which is where I did the interview.

my roommate said, it looks like im looking up at her like a child meeting santa for the first time.

go watch a 15 minute interview of her by me at this link. it takes a hot minute to load, but it’s totally worth it.

also, I want to give a shout out to amanda schwengel, who rocks my socks. not only did she do the video, she was also kind enough to take this picture without my knowledge because she knew I’d be eternally grateful.

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a letter to the Lord

Dear God,

Ok. I get it, I’m one of your human creatures, so perfection was never going to be part of deal.

but if you could just get me a little closer, that’d be cool.

like say, make so i don’t make any mistakes? ever. what are your thoughts on that? I mean, there’s got to be a way we could work out a deal?

heck, i’d be willing to go to chruch in the middle of week, or do real tithing instead of just 7 percent of my income that i do now. i’d even consider being more evangelistic, if that’s what you’re in to.

just askin,

crystal

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just a couple crazy vegan things

Lets talk about how people think they can relate to me because sometimes they eat vegetables.

There are some things we need to clear up.

Guys, I hate to be the one to break it to you, but having macaroni and cheese for dinner every Friday night doesn’t make you a sometimes vegetarian. look. I’m GLAD you found a way to sacrifice your love of dead animals for one little meal, but PEOPLE, that does. not. count. the whole point of veganism or vegetarianism is that i make daily, routine, constant decisions to avoid animal products every. single. time. i eat.

every meal. every snack. every drink.

that means, when i eat noodles and marina for dinner, that’s it. im done. i don’t get to go to mcdonald’s a couple hours later or the next morning and reward myself with a big mac. i don’t get to have a glass of milk. i don’t get to go out to dinner and order the chicken.

I get to wake up and make the next meal i eat vegan.

Also, while we’re on the subject, I would like to point out that i do in fact LIKE meat, and cheese, and dairy. that’s kind of the reason this is a sacrifice.

and if I didn’t like meat or cheese or dairy, then i’d have been a vegan for like 25 years by now. so don’t say to me “i’d be vegan, but i just like cheese too much.”

that’s just not how this works.

instead say “i’d be vegan, but i just don’t have as much will power as you do” or “i’d be vegan, but im just not bothered by the animal slaughter industry and don’t see any reason to be” or “i’d be vegan, but i disagree about your belief that humans were never meant to drink milk from another species.”

and just so we’re clear, if you just read that and once said to me “i’d be vegan, but i just like cheese too much” and therefore assume i’m talking about you – im not. im talking about you AND the 73 other people who’ve said the exact. same. thing. to me.

also, please don’t be offended. kind of like, i don’t get offended when you tell me im a crazy vegan.

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