Jeez...I didn't win "sexiest vegetarian" contest

Oh, man, I'm so bummed. Laurel picked up the newspaper yesterday and pointed out that PETA's Sexiest Vegetarian Next Door contest had a male Salem finalist.

And the guy wasn't me. The reason must have been that I didn't enter.

 Heck, what would have prevented a sixty year old who's been a vegetarian for almost four decades, and is still able to flaunt a beefcake tofucake photo like this from winning the contest?

Oh, here's an idea: ageism.

I carefully inspected the photos of the male and female Sexiest Vegetarian Next Door 2008 contestants. Well, "carefully" actually only applies to one of the categories -- which featured this winner.

But I did zip through the bio's of the 16 male finalists and learned that the eldest was just 40. Forty! Are there no sexy vegetarians older than that? 

Hopefully PETA will include a Senior category in its 2009 contest. I'm working on losing a few pounds and doing some extra weightlifting just in case. (Plus, figuring out how to use Photoshop, probably my best bet.)

Comments

[Harry Vanderpool]

O.K. now, don't force me to round up all of the neighbors and hold an intervention over this blog topic!
And I will take a back seat to Laurel's professional opinion, but...
...YOU HAVE A BAD CASE OF CABIN FEVER!!!
It's time to put the leather gloves on, fire up the tractor, and do some brush clearing!
Push'em into a a pile and use my flame thrower to instantly ignite a hot brush pile! That'll shake those winter blues! :-D
( Burn day info: 503-743-4343 )
While you're at it, invite your friends to enjoy the,,,,
OOOOOOOOPS!!!
I forgot about the dirt under the fingernails issue with your liberal friends. :-/
Well hell, I'll show up anyway.
Spring is but a week away!

[Brian]

Harry, good advice. Laurel and I planted a couple of trees this afternoon, so I got my fingers plenty dirty (or would have, if I hadn't been wearing gloves). Earlier I spread organic fertilizer on our large lawn, enjoying one of the last sunny days for a while.

Yeah, getting outside helps to make me forget my disappointment at not being anointed "sexiest vegetarian." But hey, on our corner of the world, a whole ten acres, I am! In the male category at least. Laurel wins overall.