I’m Simply Sorry

The other night I was letting my dogs out around 10pm. It was quite late and I’m just cleaning up the yard per usual. I hear this distinct buzzing noise. Low and behold I look up at the yard light. A massive nest with 20 wasps flying around.

I was only feet away. None tried to attack me. I had to destroy the nest. For my family safety and my pets. It would only get worse and worse. They made a new home in a spot that would conflict with us. It was close to our entry doorway.

I thought I might be able to hose them down. Destroy the nest and let the others flee. I sprayed it until the nest came crashing down. While it was slowly breaking a part. I saw dozens of wasps in their. And even dozens of larvae more. I felt terrible. All they do is want to live. Create a family and continue on line any other creature. It’s grim reality even the kindest hearted have to face time to time. A neccesity.

That night and next morning. The ones that feed came flying back and forth and around the nest. They were confused. I’m walking freely and none stil attacked. I’m the asshole. I’m the devil in this case. All I can do is say I’m sorry. I hooe you make a new home and can life safe.

My Sweet Honey Bee

People and cultures all over the world. Have used honey for a variety of health reasons, ailements, and who knows what else. It’s sweet and delicious. Quite dangerous to get back in the day I’m sure. Now it’s a whole multi million dollar business.

It’s a common everyday pantry requirement to have some laying around. To produce such mass quantities to fill the needs of 375? million Americans. One must think, how do we get it all? Honey and bees aren’t tied up in vegan efforts as much as other causes. Probably since we don’t actively kill them

I’ve learned nearly my entire adult life that bees were in a dire situation dying off. Yet this little insect can be the cause and affect of the world’s environment and food supply. Learning it over and over in environment science. So the bee affecting our lives on many fronts.

This jar in my house symbolizes terror and abuse. We harvest this from them. They spend countless hours to produce. We shio bees from state to state in regular trucks in extreme heat to pollinate our plants and produce honey. Now I know on surface it’s not much.

I’m sure the bee keepers or those who own for business love them just like any other animal. They mean no harm, it’s a job or Hobbie.

But as a consumer who needs to be thoughtful. Is it really worth some honey to put those bees in such harsh lives? For what? What’s the difference for a cow used for her milk and leading a terrible life. Or to rip a calf away to used for meat and th cries for their mother. I finally said enough and it’s abuse all the same. I won’t contribute ever again. My wife even saves any bees that might be caught in a web or water bowl for our dogs

SO bye bye last jar of honey. It was good tasting ya.

Teenage Regular Non Ninja Turtle

What an interesting and amazing site. My wife while gardening and landscaping a couple months ago found this Box turtle in our bushes! It has been almost 2 decades since we have seen some random turtles. I have many many many fond memories of turtles in my life.

My father has always been one to save turtles. Odd to say now haha. Every time we randomly drive around through different highways or neighborhoods in Virginia. There would be painted turtles trying to cross roads. I don’t know how they get there or how they would actually cross and get over curbs. My father would pull over or stop in middle of road and run out to get them. We then go to a local pond and release them. I guess another chapter of my life leading me to love animals and appreciate them. One super special turtle my dad wanted to save didn’t get hit by 4-5 cars driving directly over it. We actually kept this turtle and put in our pond. Our whole family loved to see this turtle and cherish him/her. Swimming around and always wanting our attention. It was almost like a pet dog or cat.

Continuing on the original story. My wife found this turtle just walking around our front yard. My wife being the new super animal advocate as me wondered what to do. I knew it was best to bring back to water though I know they don’t need to be near it 24/7 or swimming. My wife told me to save him. AND STUPID ME. I was suppose to drop him/her off at the local creek only a few blocks down. I didn’t. I was sure he would have been dead.

A few weeks later. I was pulling out the trash can and recycling bin from the side of the house. HE OR SHE WAS THERE! How did it survive for so long just near our house. I’m assuming unless they went swimming somewhere and came back. This time I did the right thing and took it to the creek. But it didn’t even care to go and just speed off again haha. Oh the irony. Good luck to you!

Impossible Coincidence?

Just as I was making an Instagram post on Qdoba and a few days ago complained about Burger King employee’s answer on whether the Impossible Burger was going to come to the Annandale location. Low and behold. Front Page CNN. Burger King has announced that the Impossible Whopper will be served at all locations! WHAT AN AMAZING THING. I know us vegetarians and vegans are not the target persay as they state. But boy does it bring me joy.

Whatever the reason or cause, they do it because it financially is beneficially to them. And thats a fine reason to me. I don’t mind they make money if it brings more compassionate to the fast food arena. And we are taking baby steps. But this is a big step.

The other day I walked into a Qdoba and was elated to see the Impossible Meat was served there. Not only that but it was heavily advertised. Its still the same delicious bowl. You can’t taste the difference. Its amazing how fast times have changed and continue to change. You think you can make a difference and sometimes not. But with the all mighty dollar if people choose to do plant based. That is our power and change will come with it. I hope people begin to open their eyes and see the impact this is having. The animals will THANK YOU!

My Sweet Natural Vegetarian

Who wants to hear something funny as hell? My sweet now 2 year old boy hates to eat meat of any sort. Like literally. Whatever the reason is. Whether it be taste, texture, or some inner moral compass. My wife tries everything in her power to get him to his “protein”. He eats, fruits, vegetables, nuts, rice, tofu, soups, blah blah, whatever you name it. He loves his carbs though, absolutely loves it.

But whenever she sneaks in a hint of meat into whatever maze of food on the soup. He will stop eating and spit it out. I mean she cuts it, mashes it, minces it, fluffs it, or any other crazy method to infuse it. He can sniff it out in a hot second and out of the mouth it goes hahaha. I just laugh and laugh.

Crow Babies

Well I was able save all but one story I had written for this blog. So here we go again!

My cousin had Snapchatted a nest of crow babies on his desk. I was very surprised how this happen. He actually was cutting down a very large tree in front of his house. The tree cutters had some compassion to save these birds from imminent death from falling down.

Of course being the animal lover that I am. I reached out to him about what happened, how did he happened, what did he plan on doing. He thought they were fine as he fed them food and water. Logically you think that would be ok. But typically that is not what you’re supposed to do. You have but 2 options. Which is to put in a tree nearby with hopes that the mother comes to rescue them. Or two bring to a animal rescue center. I had to urge him to contact the rescue center and let them know there was readily available organizations waiting to help in situations like these. He thought they would be alright and would fly soon. I’m like no way they are not ready to fly.

ERRRKKKK. Back track. This what happens when a post is deleted and I have to rewrite a month later. I freakin forgot details. I actually called my mom about it and asked if she remember the phone number of agency we used for the fox incident. ERKKK back track more. Quite a few years ago, my father saw an injured fox with his legs broken I believe. He went to go save the fox and held it for the night. He called a non emergency number and someone was able to come at 2am or some crazy time of night to pic up the fox. These animal advocates help to take in injured animals and rehabilitate. Thats where I got the idea to reach out again. My mother actually forgot who it was. But she informed my uncle to tell my cousin to find someone. My uncle didn’t know what to do either.

I was kind of frustrated at this point with so many people involved and my cousin was leaving for a work trip the next day! Who would take care of the precious crow babies. I had a slim slim chance thinking a mom would come save them. My cousin said he saw another crow not too far squawking quite a bit so who knows. I told that it could be a chance the parents would come back to save them. I said let me get back to you. I will reach out to the animal non profits and have them reach out to you. It was like 6-7pm at night, so I was a little pessimistic on finding someone. I called the county and some shelters in hope to reach someone. But all dead lines. I just prayed and hope for the best that Mother Nature would assist. My cousin did say after all the mother appeared to be there. I also found it funny that cousin knew I was a super animal lover and best to let me make the right decision. I just prayed the birds can last a day or two.

The next day. I got called 4 different times throughout the day. But no message. If anything important, typically leave a voicemail. I was on the train, in the bathroom or in a meeting during those times. SUCH BAD TIMING. I had to assume it was them, who else would be calling. I tried calling back and received nothing. I reached out to my cousin and let him know they must have been calling me. And ill try to give them your number.

He actually told me his sister reached out to a local animal hospital and they provided a number of someone. And that someone was a crow lady of some sort that came and got them! So a happy story in the end! Lots of people and coordination and efforts. Our fault to cut trees down, least we can do is help out when we can.

F*$k This G#d D*#N S#!T

Hey everyone,

Well this was a big lesson in website management and protocol. I never thought this would happen and didn’t think about it. But my website went totally down and I lost everything. God thing for a 2 year old zip file transfer of my website and some google cache and website time machine. I was able to retrieve EVERYTHING but one post. I count my blessings.

So much hard work and time and logging on my life and goals. Gone. I wasn’t that devastated but more just Really….? Its on me to back up my own stuff and not the Hosting company. Never will be on them. You gotta pay up. So I have only to blame myself. There was an issue with the Database which needed upgraded and they lost everybody’s old shit.

Not going to sit and complain. Just lesson learned on management and got some good website IT knowledge to get it all back up and running. Keep moving, keep fighting, don’t be down. Nobody is going to feel sorry for me. Keep sharing my thoughts, keep working towards a better future for my family and animal friends. LETS GET BACK TO IT!

VEGETARIAN FOOD AT TEMPLE

I went with my In-Laws Today to visit the Taiwanese temple. Its also good to visit every once in awhile to just reflect on life. Hear some good scriptures on living a good life and having good karma. I was pleasantly surprised how many people were in attendance. There were a couple of kids who couldn’t bear to sit and listen for a few hours haha ( I remember the feeling). But one highlight is there is always vegetarian food served every Sunday. I love it because it shows the different options to have good food without the killing. Its something a lot of people can share and have younger generation be exposed too. The idea is to give options and allow individuals to make the choice. I just wanted to share this small part of my weekend.

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SACRED TEMPLE GEESE AND CAMBODIAN NEW YEARS

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April 16th, 2019. A New Years celebration for us Cambodians, Thais, and Laos folks. My family heads to the Temple in Silver Spring, Maryland every single year. A place we get be with family and friends by eating, dancing, seeing shows and praying for blessings. I look forward to it every year to celebrate my culture and family heritage. And especially the swanky modern Cambodian outfits my wife and son get to wear. My Cambodian traditional clothes are about 15 years old, I think its time for an update.

Among the thousands of people who come to celebrate the year. There are some main guests that are in the background of the main temple complex. A family of geese set up top on the building and some of the bushes laying the stairway. Nobody touches them. Nobody mocks them. Nobody tries to play with them. These animals are looked as scared and special animals since the Cambodian temple is its home. I see the level of respect these animals receive from every single person visiting. They are elevated as an animals group and given a respect as I would any monk. Don’t blast me for comparing a monk to an animal, but you get the point. But what makes them special? Just because they decided to make this place its home? What if a chicken, cow, or pig decided escaped and make the temple its home? Would we give the same respect and admiration? I find it funny in a place where the values and morals of reincarnation. You’re family member is a bug! hahahah. That more of us aren’t vegetarian or vegan.

I wish the respect and admiration people gave these geese on temple grounds knew no boundaries. Any animals on any land can live free and without danger. That all animals deserve such care and value. As they were sitting up top on the temple viewing everyone on the ground. I just had hope for the future for all animals. That for the animals at this place and how they were treated as a glimpse of what the future holds.

 

 

MAKING A STAND AT THE BEACH

 

A pre-Memorial Weekend beach trip with the family, extended family and best family friends. My Sister In law made reservations at the most extravagant beach house in Duck, North Carolina aka Outer Banks. It was absolutely amazing the second we walked in. Huge kitchen, massive bedrooms with bathrooms, personal pool, jacuzzi, theather room, surround sound and TV’s everywhere. AND an elevator! Can’t believe it. It was just a stone throw away to the beach. Its great sometimes to just forget all the work and house chores to enjoy family, food, laughter and fun. We hope to do this yearly, I mean why not?!

This resulted in a number of times where nature, animals, and veganism came into play. Too many things too touch on. But here are a few things to remember:
– Walking on the beach at night and finding crabs running around
– Seeing wild horses on the beach (originally from the Spanish adventurers!)
– Seeing tons of birds fly around which my son Henry loved
– A pleasant Possum visitor who visited us at night
– Just enjoying the night sky and beach wind
– Not eating any meat during the whole Trip
– Eating only veggies at an AYCE seafood restaurant. Thank you for understanding Captain George’s
– Making a stand and voicing my opinion on veganism and animals
– Saving dragonflies and other bugs who got stuck in the house and set them free

Quite eventful time wasn’t it. Like I said before, its all about slowing down to think. Once you can really slow down and enjoy nature, your surroundings and the life around you. Things start to change. You start to appreciate and admire the uniqueness and gift we have around us. Its easy to say here and experience myself but hard to get others to share this or understand.

Onto the thick of things and a time I can not forget. My friends wife and my mom about near the end of the trip asked do you eat eggs and milk Virak? I said no I do not it is a disgusting industry and do you know what happens to them? I don’t know why but Ive never really been asked why do I do what I do. Why is it I don’t eat meat or products form animals? I felt this push to explain why and when I do, I’m not going to hold back. It is a disgusting truth and needs to be told. A part of me always holds back from my mother. I know its something she doesn’t want to hear and these sort of topics are not important to discuss. But in me I feel as her son, I hope she understands me and choice I make. And I hope that even at an older age and from a different view on the world, she could just understand.

She keep going I know I know what happens. I harped on the fact on what happens to be baby male chickens. They don’t even see the light of day for a minute. They are grinded. I wanted to show the cruelty. I didn’t show the actual grinding but just a glimpse of the madness at the beginning. My mom was pissed she goes no I know, dont show me! I stepped back and walked away. It was a short heated exchange but not with hate but ignorance on the situation. What makes me hate though is the case to hide the truth. When it comes to situations like my mothers in the Killing Fields, that people also did not want to hear the truth. That people did not want to believe it. With any atrocity or madness in this world, people just want to shun it. And I find it difficult to bear coming from my mothers situation. That if something again where to happen or about my mother, that if someone were to do the same. I would be furious. And these issues whether animal or people are the same to me. The immense and disgusting suffering. It honestly defies my moral compass and logic.

And whilst sitting there, my family and friends wondered what happened. Of course, I told them what happened and why. My one friend said I shouldn’t have done that to my mother but he understand. It was a time to get people off my back. And at least he was able to listen. That maybe I couldn’t change his mind but at least he would try to understand. Now at this point as always. Other members didn’t like this conversation and made some remarks which I wasn’t so happy about. I honestly feel quite insulted that this would come from them. Lke an internet troll hiding behind a cloak and saying remarks without thought or care. Thats the saddest part of it all. They heard nothing from me or think im crazy. I honestly hate to feel I’m crazy. It makes my brain go nuts. That everything i’m so passionate for and care for in my core is just ridiculous.

I’m sitting there spilling my heart out and trying not to be emotional about it. One thing people use to discredit me. Maybe they don’t say positive things or negative. But I can’t help the feeling I get of feeling dumb. I feel like a little boy screaming for help and people just looking at me. Walking by as if they don’t notice anything. Like I said that night, I felt so alone in that situation but felt so impowered at the same time. That I can’t stop believing in what I do and for my cause. I made my points in a concise and calm manner. I stuck to my guns. And a place where people didn’t want to listen. And I”M NOT GOING TO STOP.

I have 2 thoughts coming off this after typing. One being, I can’t imagine how the people who actually endured this social injustice in the past felt. When someone tried to get up and speak about slavery, womens rights, gender equality, etc and been laughed at or ignored. Issues we see and laugh at and don’t think could really happen. I think back to the suffragist the most. Women who spoke up for their rights. Knowing men have mothers, wifes, sisters, or daughters and yet they would have still ignored or laughed at women standing up for the cause. Its actually heartbreaking to know. That they couldn’t sit and think about it all. That women had to claw, kick and scream to be heard. Even be assaulted or died until people might bat an eye. Is that what vegans need to do for people to truly notice?

And lets think about those horses and specism. Nobody cares to hear about my little chickens or mother cows being raped. Let me put those cute ponies into the shredder the second they are born. Or all those dogs I saw raped for milk. Lets see if they lend an ear then.

 

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