Thursday, May 14, 2009

Meet The Myth. The Legend. The Eco-feminist Hellraiser.

So I'm guessing that if one blogs one should also kind of promote upcoming opportunities in which her vegan ass can be stalked. If you're in the market for such a rare bonanza, well, dust off your creepy shoes, rub some sticky gel in your thinning hair and iron your favorite pair of Dockers before you get thy ass to Navy Pier for Chicago's Green Festival, May 16 and 17. Seriously! There will be samples galore, nifty canvas bags, and awesome hemp jockstraps. (I don't know about that last part - actually, what is a jockstrap and do they still exist?)

Anyway, I'll be holding forth on Sunday at 1:00 with my partner in crime, Lisa Joy Rosing. We'll be talking about, oh, whatever, blah blah blah, dairy sucks, la de dah, veganism rules. Or something to that effect. It'll be entertaining, provocative and sassy, like a perfume from the 1970s. You have my word on that.

Bonus for any shy stalkers out there: if you identify yourself as having learned about the presentation via this here blog, I will reach into my personal stash of purloined fair trade chocolate samples or maybe conditioner or vitamins and gift you with one of my little treasures. 'Cause I'm generous like that.

So please come!

Shalom, everyone.

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