Luanne was combing through our blog earlier this week. I don’t know what she was doing, but she’s Asian so I assume it involved search engine optimization and/or code. As she was working, just going at her keyboard with ravenous delight, she randomly announced that our website is completely responsive so I shouldn’t worry about that. [Read more…]
It was a classic chia eating, kombucha drinking new age cafe scene. The type that makes you feel like the cool pill was passed around right when you got up to take a piss so you missed out.
We sat around a wooden table made out of repurposed barn, and then painted with what I can only imagine was paint made from beetroot and used veggie oil. I never got confirmation on the paint, but I’d be willing to bet a couple ounces of raw cacao nibs that I nailed it. [Read more…]
The night draped her in a blanket of black, but from where I was sitting I could see her face being lit by the orange flicker of flames.
It was a cold November night and there were 5 or 6 of us gathered around a fire. There were no chairs, so we sat on the cold dusty ground. We could have gone inside the house, but there’s a certain rugged freedom that comes with being outside at night, bundled up around a fire that we didn’t want to forgo. [Read more…]
When I was 15 my best friend and I decided that it would be super fun to trick one of our other friends into snorting fake cocaine just to see how she would react.
I’m telling you this NOT as a shining moment from my teenage years (shining moments were few and far between when I was that age). I’m telling you this to sketch a picture of the power of suggestion. [Read more…]
I’m making today’s fuckery short and sweet for one reason and one reason only. And this is the very first time I’m making it public.
I’m in the middle of creating an intensive 8 week step by step course to heal food addiction and rewire people’s relationship with food.
I plan to launch in six weeks, and in order to make that happen, the only things you’ll find me doing for the next 40+ days is eating, shitting, sleeping, and creating. [Read more…]