Saturday, September 25, 2010

How to make nut milk!

I have been reading a lot about how bad soy products are recently both physically and for the enviroment and swapping slowly to almond milk. I didn't realize it was so easy to make! Check this video out:

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Festival stomach

When you spend your days living it up and working non stop during festivals.. you get festival stomach. You eat breakfast if your lucky at noon which usually consists of coffee and something shoved into your mouth, then lunch near dinner time which again if your lucky is something of substance, and dinner becomes beer and yam fries or left over baguettes from the local bakeries that donate to the volunteer centre. It really isn't a sustaining diet, but you do survive.
I think roving healthy food vendors during festivals would be amazing for staff and volunteers alike. Kind of like lunch trucks on movie sets. Of course vancouver bylaws would probably not allow it and neither would Granville Island..but how much nicer would life be if that existed?
Throw in a roving masseuse and your set!

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Bubble POP

Bubble Rip (Storm Wave), originally uploaded by richard.heeks.

Well that's it.. the Fringe Festival is wrapping up. Another roller coaster ride of intense action and fun. What's funner then catching people perform all around town, giving them tips and advice, listening to music at the Fringe Bar, and making new friends? Seriously. Festivals are awesome. What's next? Who knows.. but i am going to slow back down for a month.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010


Today i thought about what it would feel like not to have boobs. Breasts are really a weird thing. Mine are particularly large, and when i say that i am not trying to show off or anything. Most people say i am lucky, i just think there a pain in the ass. Having big boobs makes you look bigger in general, they never fit into tops unless they are bulging out, and give me shoulder pains from wearing bras.
It seems to be the case of the grass is always greener. The obsession with large or larger breasts is something i really don't get. I know as children it is the true source of nourishment and connection to our mother. Something that is so ingrained in us.. how could we not love breasts..they feed us! But as adults, as grown mature humans.. the idea of wanting bigger ones makes no sense to me.
In yoga i expanded my rib cage and breathed in and out and tried to feel what it would feel like to have 6 pounds on weights carried around on my chest at ALL times. It felt freeing. It felt light. It felt what it feels like when you carry around a back pack all day and then decide to take it off.
Breasts have a purpose. One purpose. Beyond feeding babies, i see they don't have a purpose.
Women who alter there bodies in whatever way, stuffing inflated plastic sacks violently into there chests to satisfy an image, an image that is the opposite of feminine and loving, is truly upsetting and sad.
We need to love what we got. Big or small!