Crazy parents kill baby, happen to be vegan »
This is just a horrendously sad story and to make it even worse, these motherfuckers are vegan. Great. And, of course, when the news covers it, every headline screams VEGANS KILL BABY. I can’t wait for the shitstorm of crap press that’s gonna come veganism’s way from this horrific tragedy. Here’s the thing: These parents didn’t kill their baby because they’re vegan, they killed their baby because they’re VERY VERY CRAZY.
These people also didn’t bathe their baby and treated the baby’s bronchitis with poultices of cabbage, mustard oil and camphor. NOTHING to do with veganism, everything to do with crazy. I just don’t have any faith that the public will see anything but VEGANS KILL BABY, and we’ll keep hearing about it for years and years whenever the topic of whether or not you can have a healthy vegan baby. Answer: you can. Perhaps this should be a cry for help for increased availability of mental health programs?
Now, here is a ridiculously cute kid in an Herbivore Clothing shirt. Tell me that kid isn’t the picture of health/about to be kidnapped by me. EITHER WAY: You’d be wrong! Speaking of adorable vegan kids, BABY LEGWARMERS Y’ALL.
Vegansaurus roadtrip: Grindcore in Philly! »
Yo, cuz! I been chilling in Philly again and I finally got to check out vegan coffee house Grindcore. LOVE IT. It’s hella crazy! What you see above in the coffee cup is an ALMOND MILK latte! Have you ever heard of such a thing? I hadn’t! You can also get a rice milk latte and every other kind of non-dairy milk latte! So cool. Plus, they have pastries from like four different bakeries! Above is a chocolate chip scone (the food of my people) and a sweet potato chocolate chip blondie! The scone was off the hook and the blondie tasted like pumpkin pie with chocolate chips—holler! Behind my treats is my sister’s PB&J. She said it was like the best PB&J ever. Behind THAT is my sister’s fake fur coat—she was worried everyone would think it was real! So cute, right? So cute.
Now the other great thing about Grindcore is that the customers are like straight-out-of-Portland crazy! There was a couple sitting next to us discussing the guidelines for their group house. The boy was wearing a cat collar! Like, one a cat would wear. Hot pink with a bell—and hopefully it was a breakaway collar, safety first! Then the couple started “hand dancing.” They were moving their hands around together and were like, “hey, we’re hand dancing.” And I was like VOM. Then they got up and started noodle dancing. And I was like VOM. But I looked around and it seemed like everyone else was like WTF as well so there’s still hope for the world.
The women working there were so nice! They even toasted my sister’s bread for her PB&J. It’s all about toasting the bread. OH AND a girl got a call-back from America’s Next Top Model while we were there! It’s basically coffeehouse to the stars. Next time you’re in Philly, you have to stop by Grindcore. Especially you Portlanders, if you miss home.
You see this fool saving kangaroos from the Australian floods? »
Because I love him. If anyone has his number, I know some single Vegansaurs Imma hook his ass up with. He deserves it. Also, this dude who rescued a joey from the floods: Sir, marry me. I mean you’re already married and I’m in an LTR but we could do this, allowances can be made.
If you’re in Australia and can help take care some of the rescued animals (talking dogs and cats here, you ain’t bringing home no koala so STOP DREAMING), do it up!
[Thanks to beautiful, hilarious, and insanely talented AP for the heads-up! If you’re in NYC and see a gorgeous pair of gams in front of you, it’s probably her!]