I’d like to say I acquired some grand moral cosmic consciousness in my effort to abstain from meat for a few months but alas its really just vanity and the few extra pounds I’m wanting to ditch. It’s been one day. My brain has not full wrapped around the idea that tacos, Chik fil A and lamb sliders are no longer on the menu. In fact I’m keeping it a secret from that part of my brain as long as I can. Should the crew in that department find out I’m afraid of what they might do. You have no idea what they are capable of. Cheese binges, chocolate crazes, a weekend with mashed potatoes or god knows what else to simply prove to me that they are still in charge and who am i to start messing with the order of things.
But alas, it was either meat or beer. And well, I’ve determined that beer makes me happier….at least for now. Talk to me in a month.
And my thoughts on meat lead me to my Costa Rica cows. I love these cows.
!http://oxenmediastudios.com/blogs/patrick/images/248.jpg!~!http://oxenmediastudios.com/blogs/patrick/images/249.jpg!~Costa Rica cows
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I’m not sure if it’s their floppy ears, their paltry stance or some sort of primitive envy of mine at their luscious green expanses but I couldn’t resist stopping off the side of the road, at great risk to my personal safety, to talk with them and take their picture.
!http://oxenmediastudios.com/blogs/patrick/images/250.jpg!~!http://oxenmediastudios.com/blogs/patrick/images/251.jpg!~Costa Rica cows
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