Scribble or peck?

I stumbled across this young man’s blog this evening and decided I would share his most recent post with you. Now, I use the term “young man” loosely, as I’m not entirely convinced that he is actually a “boy in a hat.” He describes himself as a “21 year old Romanian high school dropout,” but an early photograph posted on his site suggests he may have been born many decades before 1992. Initially, what caught my attention about his post was the obvious use of non-existent words in the title. As I skimmed through his structured rambling, I realized, the question posed is quite a beefy one. One that undoubtedly almost every writer has pondered at some point. For me, the answer would have to be typer. Yep, I’m a typer, hands down. I even choose typing over handwriting when drafting a story or article. The creativity just flows more easily that way, it seems. So, what’s your preference?
“Are you a handwriter or a typer?”


Oh, the sensationalism!

IKEA – “Hey, is that a hoof in my meatball ?”

I find it odd that the European media is bothering to explain this, much less act as if anyone (other than the American public) is freaking out about it. It’s no secret that horse meat, or “equine,” is commonly served and consumed throughout Europe. And it isn’t seen any differently than eating beef or chicken – in fact, it’s not any different at all. I was unfortunate enough to have lived next to a horse farm in Sicily; and it was several months before I realized why these beautiful animals were roaming the pasture one day… and gone the next. It’s time for us to stop and think about what this means. We consider it unthinkable to slaughter horses for their meat, while it’s perfectly acceptable to raise and slaughter cows, pigs and other animals for theirs. Morally, it’s no different- it is simply a matter of perspective. Personally, I do not eat meat, period…and I never have to worry about accidentally consuming what was once a beautiful creature, simply because I ate a meatball at a Swedish furniture store .

Food for thought, if you will.