Dana Gould: Hey guys, I was just not remembering Rush and not remembering how influential he was and not remembering how much I hated him.

Everyone: Yeah, I don’t even remember that he made millions of dollars and I’m not even remembering the exact cemetery that he was buried in. Yay, I’m glad we’re all not remembering this.

What do you think is worse, taking really good care of animals you are exploiting and possibly going to eat, or taking really shitty care of that same animal?

Step one: rebel. Final step: live free.

Be nice to your neighbors and survive long enough to experience change.

I get what you’re saying and maybe zen or meditation isn’t necessarily the right words to describe it. More like a stress reliever. Like a punching bag with a productive outcome that adds to its satisfaction. For me, the wood does not need to be cut, yet I cut it. Maybe someday I’ll need firewood and I’ll be ready.

I might be a little more country than this community, but exercise to me is grabbing wood from the local yard waste site to split by hand. Some good clean fun to clear the mind and keep the body strong, and just the right amount of danger to keep it interesting. Not to mention the lifetime supply of campfire wood.

I maybe just might also like to grab wood that requires a chainsaw because chainsaws are neat(fricken awesome). It actually takes all my restraint to not start a rampage through the local woods. It’s addicting, the chainsaws not deforestation. I’m a tree hugger by nature and deeply conflicted by alot of human’s creations.