About My Blog.

Welcome! This is "Catatonic Digressions."
Most readers don't understand my blog's title. It's an old inside joke from a forum long gone. I was going to change it, but since it's been "confusing" for so long, I decided to leave it. Don't worry about what it means, the content of the blog is what matters...or not

Unfortunately, my blog isn't what I set out for it to be. A sick woman in Orleans, MA began stalking me in 2007 on Myspace. Since that time, this woman obsessed over me to the point of having the police come to her home and threaten to confiscate her laptop. She is a racist and anti-Semite.I could no longer blog freely, knowing this nutbag was just going to take the photos I'd post and put them on a child exploitation website.

This site is only up for the information it has that others might need to know about. That information is about "Seal Shepherd" aka Michael McDade, Kat McAboy aka Marilyn McAboy and Veronika Hompo, a self-proclaimed Nazi.


I'm a real person. I'm real and I don't pretend to be someone I'm not. After years of putting up with online abuse by manipulative, pathological liars, attention whores or narcissists, I've had it. Don't bother me with pathetic drama. I have no time for these types of people and their need to absorb others' time and attention.

This blog is no longer used. I've retired it for the most part unless something very important comes up.

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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Paws in the Air! Snuggly Kitties...


Thanks to
Paqaris Safe Place cat Rescue & Home

About Paqaris:

About me:

I feed, adopt & rescue stray cats in a small town in southern Chile. Most people don't spay or neuter so there are a lot who run wild without food, shelter, medical care or love. I rescue cats & kittens I find who need help; when they show up at my house I feed them, doctor their injuries & try to let them know they are welcome here. I don't always have money for the vet so I treat a lot of injuries, abscesses, mange & earmites myself plus spay & neuter everybody I can. I've got some strays who started out feral but have learned to trust me, several who were wild but after being spayed & neutered decided to live here & are permanent residents & many others too wild for human contact who simply come, eat & leave. If I open the door or they see me, they take off out of fear but they fight traffic on a busy street, mean people & hungry dogs when they leave the safety of my yard. Also many kittens are dumped, abandoned or neighbors bring me their unwanted ones so after getting them healthy I try to find homes for them. I keep the babies nobody wants or who have special needs so I've got 8 of my own now plus 3 newer arrivals who need homes. My income isn't sufficient for me to be able to feed them all so I ask for help from donations. My income covers basic living expenses & I buy cat food before human food but there's not enough to be able to buy cat food, iodine, bleach, mange soap, ringworm treatment, laundry detergent for washing blankets & towels. Without donations it's not even possible to feed them all, let alone buy the supplies I use plus do the spaying & neutering needed. There are no shelters or humane societies here, there's no where for these strays to go, all they can do is fight to survive on their own & it's a hard, cold life for them. If you'd be able to help us, to contribute a small amount it would be so much help & I would be so grateful. Nothing that comes in goes for anything but feeding & caring for the cats, please help if you can. If you would like to contribute message me for more information
Thank you for visiting our page & for caring.
Paypal to: kittyhelpers2@yahoo.com


Monday, November 29, 2010

Donna Karan, You're Disgusting.

A long time ago.. a very long time ago, I used to buy designer clothing and
shoes, boots, pocketbooks — anything I could buy when I had that cash in
my hands. Clinton was in office, and oh man, I was not lacking for anything.
I would go into stores I'd never shopped in before and buy things I'd never
had been able to afford before. I still watched for sales and I still made sure
it was 20% or 30% off, but I sure did buy a lot back then. That included a
few Donna Karan items.

Well, Donna, you make me fucking sick. Those days are long gone, and
so are the days of most designers using real fur. I myself don't even buy
bags made of leather when there are so many fashionable designer bags
out there, vegan bags by vegan designers. I don't need to buy leather shoes
or boots when the hottest stiletto shoe I see is by an Australian outfit and
100% vegan — their shoes, boots and clothing. The most sexy shoes I keep
seeing are not leather. That tells you something.

Whoops, digressing. Back to Donna and her fur thing.

Okay... Donna is now labeled... the Bunny Butcher.


DONNA KARAN BUNNY BUTCHER

Donna Karan knows about the suffering that occurs on fur farms, but she has made the cruel decision to use the skins of rabbits in her clothing lines. LEARN MORE >>>







Help Stop the Bunny Butcher

Tell Donna Karan Executives to Ditch Fur!



Despite knowing about the suffering that goes into every fur-trimmed coat, hat, and bag, Donna Karan has made the cruel decision to use the skins of dead rabbits in her clothing lines.
Animals on fur farms spend their entire lives confined to cramped, filthy wire cages, and fur farmers use the cheapest and cruelest killing methods available. Foxes, minks, coyotes, and rabbits—and even dogs and cats—are bludgeoned, genitally electrocuted, and often skinned alive for their fur.
One of the best ways that you can help animals who are beaten and tortured for their fur is to tell Donna Karan executives that you'll boycott the designer's collections until she stops using fur. Many top designers—including Stella McCartney, Tommy Hilfiger, Calvin Klein, Ralph Lauren, and Liz Claiborne—have chosen to create wonderful work without using animal fur.
 
Speak out against the killing of animals for their skins. Write to Donna Karan executives now and urge them to dump fur for good.

Why Donna Karan?

Every year, millions of animals are killed for the clothing industry, and 85 percent of fur comes from the hell-on-Earth known as the "factory farm." Animals on fur farms spend their entire lives confined to cramped, filthy wire cages where they have only enough room to take a few steps in any direction.
Fur farmers use the cheapest killing methods available, including neck-breaking, suffocation, poisoning, and anal or vaginal electrocution. Many animals are electrocuted by having rods inserted into their rectums and 240 volts of electricity sent through their bodies, frying the animals from the inside out in order to keep from damaging the pelt. The animals convulse, shake, and often cry out before suffering painful heart attacks. Crude killing methods aren't always effective, and sometimes animals "wake up" while they are being skinned.
More than half the fur in the U.S. comes from China, where millions of dogs and cats are bludgeoned, hanged, bled to death, and sometimes even skinned alive for their fur. And Chinese fur is often deliberately mislabeled, so, if you wear any fur, there's no way of knowing whose skin you're in.
Donna Karan knows about the suffering that goes into every fur-trimmed coat, hat, and bag, but her clothing lines now contain the skins of dead rabbits.
Please
 take action and boycott Donna Karan, the bunny butcher, until she permanently removes all fur from her collections.

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Feline Media Sensation Prince Chunk Dies in NJ

BLACKWOOD, N.J. (Nov. 27) - An enormously fat cat named Prince Chunk who became famous when he was found wandering in New Jersey after his owner lost her home to foreclosure has died.

Prince Chunk's adoptive owner, Vince Damiani of Blackwood, said the white tabby died in his sleep Sunday. He was about 10 years old. Damiani said a veterinarian had diagnosed the cat with heart disease.
Prince Chunk, the famous cat
Slaven Vlasic, Getty Images
Prince Chunk, the enormous feline who shot to fame after he was found wandering in New Jersey in 2008, died Sunday.

Prince Chunk skyrocketed to fame in August 2008 after the Camden County Animal Shelter, which took him in, reported that he weighed 44 pounds, just shy of a world record.

Damiani believes that estimate may have been somewhat exaggerated. He said Prince Chunk weighed 22 pounds when he brought the cat home from the shelter.

He soon became a media sensation, appearing on "Good Morning America," ''Live with Regis and Kelly," the covers of the New York tabloids and in People magazine.

The Damiani family was chosen from among 500 applicants to adopt him.

The pet's plight inspired the Damianis to establish the Prince Chunk Foundation, a nonprofit that helps financially distressed pet owners keep their animals. The foundation operates in New Jersey, Pennsylvania, New York and California.

Its mission is to prevent animal homelessness by providing temporary assistance to dog and cat owners, including free emergency vet care and pet food, Damiani said.






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Sunday, November 21, 2010

Prehistoric Crabs Gettin' Freaky in Brooklyn


Prehistoric Crabs Gettin' Freaky in Brooklyn

via the gothamist

July 12, 2008 5:00 PM



Prehistoric Crabs Gettin' Freaky in Brooklyn


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Photo of mating horsehoe crabs from Citynoise.com

It's that time of year when love at the seashore blossoms, and hordes of initially alarming-looking horseshoe crabs scuttle up onto the beaches of Jamaica Bay to procreate in the sands. The species is approximately 450 million years old, and they look like something from a dinosaur film strip. Despite their tails that look like barbs and alien appearance, horseshoe crabs are completely harmless.

Every summer, under a full moon, the crabs migrate to beaches where the female lays her eggs and multiple males make their play to inseminate them. Dr. Martin P. Schreibman, a marine biologist at Brooklyn College, is featured in a NY Times video discussing his work attempting to cultivate and preserve the species. His work usually takes him to Plum Beach, on Brooklyn's Jamaica Bay, where crabs romance each other amidst the garbage and other detritus that litter New York's beaches. Citynoise has a series of photos of mating horseshoe crabs taken a few years ago.


I used to pick these up and check them out. I think I might've scared a few other kids at the beach with a horseshoe crab in my day. This article is a few years old... old article, but then again, these crabs are pretty damn old, so... yep.
—S


Saturday, November 20, 2010

Concentrate. It's in Your Reach.





 Placebo - Every you Every me





Placebo - Pure Morning






Placebo - Passive Aggressive

(Live @ Irving Plaza NY 2001)




And the best fucking remix of Passive Aggressive… blast this shit. Seriously.


Passive Aggressive (Brothers In Rhythm Remix)



  

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Still Have Pumpkin? Pumpkin Pie Brownie Recipe from Vegan Cupcakes Take Over The World



Vegan Cupcakes Take Over The World is the lovechild of Isa Chandra Moskowitz and Terry Hope Romero. We're changing the world one cupcake at a time. Click here to order from Amazon or walk on over to your local store and have them get it for you.

September 17, 2007

Pumpkin Pie Brownie

Filed under: Baking PornHoliday CupcakesNon-Cupcake ObjectsRecipes — by isachandra @ 12:10 pm 
Thank Zod for autumn. I have 6 cans of pumpkin in my pantry that need to get outta’ there and make room for something else. I don’t even know where they came from, it’s possible that I just kept forgetting if I had any canned pumpkin and my collection grew and grew, or it could be the canned pumpkin fairy. And I can’t eat pumpkin in warm weather, it throws off my equilibrium.
Last night I made these Pumpkin Pie Brownies. It’s a brownie base with pumpkin in the batter and then pumpkin pie filling is poured on top and they bake together in perfect harmony. Obviously, these would be like gold at any Halloween event.

Recipe has been added, just click “more.”

Note: A 15 or 16 ounce can of pumpkin will equal the 2 cups of pumpkin needed for this recipe.


Ingredients:
For the brownie layer
4 ounce bittersweet chocolate, melted
1 cup canned or pureed pumpkin
3/4 cup sugar
1/4 cup canola oil
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
3/4 cup flour
1/4 cup dutch processed cocoa powder
1 tablespoon tapioca flour (or arrowroot or corn starch)
1/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
For the pumpkin pie layer
1 cup canned or pureed pumpkin
2 tablespoons tapioca flour (or use arrowroot or cornstarch)
1/2 cup non-dairy milk (I used soy)
1/3 cup sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/4 teaspoon ground ginger
1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
pinch ground nutmeg
pinch ground allspice
To decorate:
A handful of chocolate chips


Directions:
Preheat oven to 350 F. Grease a 9 inch springform pan, or use a 9 inch square pan, preferably lined with parchment paper.
To make the brownie layer:
Melt the chocolate (I still don’t need to tell you how to melt chocolate, right?).
In a large mixing bowl mix together pumpkin, sugar, oil and vanilla. Sift in the flour, cocoa powder, tapioca, baking soda and salt and stir to combine, then mix in the melted chocolate.
To make the pumpkin layer:
Mix all ingredients in a large mixing bowl and stir until thoroughly combined.
To assemble:
Use a spatula to spread the brownie layer into the prepared baking pan, taking care to bring the batter to the edges of the pan. Pour the pumpkin layer over it, leaving a little room at the edges if you can. Bake for 30 minutes, until the pumpkin layer looks fairly firm (a little jiggling is okay) and has cracked at the edges a bit.
Let cool for 20 minutes and then transfer to the fridge to set for at least an hour and a half. Once set, decorate with chocolate chips and serve.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

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Monday, November 15, 2010

Actress Portia de Rossi's a-ha moment that made her a vegan | This Dish Is Veg

Actress Portia de Rossi's a-ha moment that made her a vegan | This Dish Is Veg

Actress Portia de Rossi's a-ha moment that made her a vegan


Many of us who become vegan do so after a lifetime of meat-eating. Suddenly, unexpectedly, we have an "a-ha!" moment, a personal epiphany that changes our destiny in a split second.

This is exactly what happened to Portia de Rossi, the beautiful actress and wife of comedian and talk show host Ellen DeGeneres. Early one morning, her life changed and she could never eat meat again.

In an interview with O, The Oprah Magazine, an excerpt of which can be found
here, Portia talks about how veganism took her by surprise.

She had just moved with Ellen DeGeneres to a California farm where the couple, who at the time were not yet married, raised four cows and two calves and subsequently bought a horse.

Early one morning, Portia went to check on the new members of the family out in the pasture, and lo and behold there she viewed a scene she describes as "extraordinary." Portia says she saw the cows and their calves walking single file past the horse, each one touching noses with their new friend. Then they all played together as one happy family, like little children.

Portia broke down in tears and made the decision there and then that she couldn't possibly keep eating animals.

Does this scene sound familiar to you? For me, Portia's moment of discovery resonates so strongly with my own. I became vegetarian after witnessing pigs in a transport truck being hauled off to slaughter. I saw their little pink noses sticking out of the tractor trailer and I felt as if Moses had just come down the mountain a second time, just for me, to tell me never to harm another animal again by eating its meat.

I went vegan shortly thereafter, when I met a little white duck living in a big city park. His great spirit, playfulness and love of life taught me to value all animals even more than I had been doing.

Animals teach us so much. All we have to do is open our eyes. Our hearts will follow.

Bonnie Shulman | @veganbonnie
Bonnie has been a vegan for four years and supports vegan advocacy organizations such as Vegan Outreach and Farm Sanctuary, as well as animal rights groups around the world. She is particularly nuts about ducks, as you can see from her flickr site.

Sunday, November 07, 2010

Vegan Ricans: Pumpkin Recipes

Vegan Ricans: Pumpkin Recipes

Pumpkin Recipes
Best Breakfast Meal ever! Pumpkin Pancakes!


Pumpkin Milk:
2 cups soymilk creamer
3 tbsp sugar
1/4 tsp vanilla
1 cup pumpkin (cut into wedges around 2cm thick)


Pumpkin Pancake ingredients:
1 1/2 tbsp organic pumpkin pie mix
1 1/2 cup pancake mix
1 1/4 cup soymilk creamer




Pumpkin Mousse:
1 cup soymilk creamer
1 1/2 cup sugar
1 can organic pumpkin pie mix
1 1/4 cup soy whipped cream




Watch the video recipe!



Thursday, November 04, 2010

Pigs, Piggies, oh SO Cute Piggies!!!

So. I'm going through my blog and notice most of the people who come by are looking at the "cute little piggies!" pictures. My curiosity is peaked, of course, but I can't ask these unknown blog-hoppers or Googlers, so I'm just going to post a cute, happy and truthful little entry on pigs.

You see, pigs are smart. Pigs are cute. Pigs aren't dirty, like most people assume (and in this day and age, I'm shocked by the ignorance...) and pigs have emotions, just like we do. Pigs can be happy, sad, frustrated and so on.

That's why I can't eat them. If you do, how do you do it? How could you eat a pig, a sentient being, yet you'd cringe at the very idea of eating a dog or cat. What's the difference? Plenty of people have pigs as pets. Would you serve up a honey baked cat for Thanksgiving?

Oh, my bad... did I just make anyone sick? Reality is not always puppies and lush fields of grass and flowers, rainbows and unicorns. If you saw how the pigs are treated at factory farms — yes, that's where your store-bought pork comes from — you'd cringe. The abuse is horrific. I think some men choose to work at factory farms because they know they can't beat the crap out of their girlfriends, wives or children. The poor pigs are far easier targets for their anger and sociopathic behavior.

Holy Digression! Let's get some cute, adorable pig photos up before I go on a real rant. (Oh, the real rant will come, for those of you still buying Hormel and other cruel brands.)

Cute Piggies of all sizes and colors! w00t!








Penny the Pig














So, now you've seen some cute piggies.

Read about a few of them, please. If you dare.

Penny the Pig's day of reckoning

THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 4, 2010


Penny the Pig’s time had come. She’d been well fed for the last year, gorging on all the leftovers from the kitchen along with a kilo or two of meal a day.
We had no tradition of keeping pigs on the farm before I started up the Mobile Farm. So everything in relation to rearing, feeding, killing and butchering the pig were all new to me. The first couple of pigs were killed and butchered and immediately put into my freezer. 
But after two years of every type of pork dish possible, I realised that it was time for me to do a little more with my pig than just cut it up. I happened to be looking through Darina Allen’s brilliant new book, Forgotten Skills, when I discovered a whole chapter on how to cure your own pig. Suddenly I realised that there was a whole world of culinary delights from dry cured rashers to chorizo sausages and even DIY Parma ham that was possible in my own kitchen.
I also realised that with the explosion in hobby pig-rearing that there would probably be a huge interest in this whole process. Suddenly Penny was going to be immortalised as Ear to the Ground came on board to catch the whole procedure on camera.
As per usual, I didn’t think the whole thing through very carefully. As the camera crew landed down to the farm first thing on Monday morning, it transpired that the man lined up to kill the pig had called in sick. Luckily after a few frantic phone-calls, James Anderson up in Mullagh in Cavan volunteered to do the job for us.
Poor old Penny thought she was just going for another spin, as she had done for the previous 12 months. But, as James said himself, she died well, with no stress at all. While it was a bit surreal seeing her lobbed into baths of hot water and pummelled and blow-torched by de-hairing machines, I was proud of the carcase she left us with – very lean with well coloured hams.
Two days later I left before sunrise to collect the carcase which had been left hanging in Anderson’s chill. Back at the farmhouse three hours later, the camera crew had already arrived along with my butcher for the day, Teagasc’s Paddy Ward.
For the next 12 hours, we sawed and cut, minced and mixed, salted and packed kilos and kilos of pig meat. In the process we completely took over the kitchen for the day (and night as it turned out) with piles of mixing bowls, meat and ingredients stacked everywhere.
A word of warning: butchering and curing your own pig is only half of the job. The cleaning up is constant, especially when there’s raw meat involved. We had also saved the pig’s blood from the abattoir so that we could also make our own black puddings. It sounds gruesome but it was simply all part of the age-old tradition of preserving and using as much as possible of your own pig. As they say, you can use every part of the pig bar the squeal.
I was knackered by the time I finally dried and put away the last mixing bowl at 1.10am that night. But happily knackered. It was a good day’s work. And there was a good six months supply of hams, bacon, pork and sausages in my freezer. Penny – ya done good!