No Vegetables

If you read my book “Weather”, you’ll come to the second entry, which is really the first considering the ‘technically’ first is the announcement of the Monday through Friday “daily weather” reports to come. That first Monday I wrote a longish piece about four days in my life which changed my life dramatically. The fourth day was me coming to the end of a walk, likewise the end of a phone call, with my pal and mentor Gavin in Oakland, where, just before goodbyes, I catch an “Oh, did I tell you….?”

It’s about Gavin has started a new diet, something named Keto, and he explains a bit of its history and how he’s doing it, and I run (walk) home (then) and tell my wife (then) about it and say “I’m going to do it”, which is cool if you feel life-changing decisions can be made while, say, cracking an egg or eating an olive. The post in question, from that January 25 Monday, goes on to explain this lickety-split decision as a life-changing moment in my life.

This past Saturday afternoon, the first day of the new year, I was the one telling Gavin about a new diet, this one called the “Carnivore Diet”, which I’d stumbled upon on-line and through a splurge of YouTube videos lately. Basically, think animals (includes fish) and animal products (that egg I was cracking), period. No dairy, no fruits, no nuts, and (deep breath) no vegetables. Like, yikes!!, talk about severe. So, I said I’d been watching and listening to peoples’ stories and testimonies and made aware that the benefits I’ve received these last three and a half years kind of faithfully following a Keto plan, well, they’d be small fish in a tiny pond contrasted to how my body would (people say) rejoice on pretty much an all-meat diet. I said to Gavin it was beyond my willingness, if nothing else, at this point to give up avocados, bell peppers, and green beans.

I also said to Gavin the idea is so wild – and these days I’m for sure all-in signed-up for wild – it, the idea of a carnivore diet, had moved, encouraged, even demanded that I start a punk group, down here in San Diego, by April at the latest (after I learn guitar), and we’re going to call our group “No Vegetables”.

Come on. How cool is that?