Dear Diary,
Today at the gym I watched this couple walk into the gym...all business, straight to the treadmills. He was wearing capri cargo pants, sneakers and a t shirt. She was wearing leggings with jean bermuda shorts over the top and a long sleeved shirt. Also in sneakers. The old school pumas to be exact. He immediately starts sprinting on the machine. I kept waiting for his skinny little body to trip and go flying off the back, but it never happened. She took a different approach to the workout and maintained a steady speed walk. Her speed was so quick she may as well have been walking. He eventually moved on to lift weights. She eventually broke a sweat and stripped her long sleeve shirt off to work out in a tank. I eventually finished my workout and came home.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
youtube video
Dear Diary,
Perhaps this video will help illustrate Katana...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zLrsCnBvQFo
Perhaps this video will help illustrate Katana...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zLrsCnBvQFo
A Day in the Life of a Drag Queen
Dear Diary,
On a recent trip to Seattle, I crossed paths with a drag queen (or is it Drag Queen?). I was with my mom and my aunt. For whatever reason my mother insisted on driving in the big city, and I feel the need to add that she does not venture to Seattle often so her downtown city driving skills are a bit rusty. So as we're meandering through town, my aunt and mom look to the right side of the car and see a DQ. Naturally they both begin to gawk. So naturally the DQ pulls out the largest pickle (literally) you had ever seen. To give you a mental image of how big this pickle is... I think it is safe to compare to a wiffle ball bat! And what does one do with a pickle that large? Naturally one deep throats it. So that is what the DQ did! By this point, my mother has ceased applying pressure to the gas peddle and we've come to a complete stop in the middle of the intersection. Finally my mother collects her tongue and we drive off. As we leave the intersection, I can't help but explain, "That was awesome!" My mom and aunt struggle to understand why I find this experience so great, but they didn't see the whole thing from the back seat of the car!
On a recent trip to Seattle, I crossed paths with a drag queen (or is it Drag Queen?). I was with my mom and my aunt. For whatever reason my mother insisted on driving in the big city, and I feel the need to add that she does not venture to Seattle often so her downtown city driving skills are a bit rusty. So as we're meandering through town, my aunt and mom look to the right side of the car and see a DQ. Naturally they both begin to gawk. So naturally the DQ pulls out the largest pickle (literally) you had ever seen. To give you a mental image of how big this pickle is... I think it is safe to compare to a wiffle ball bat! And what does one do with a pickle that large? Naturally one deep throats it. So that is what the DQ did! By this point, my mother has ceased applying pressure to the gas peddle and we've come to a complete stop in the middle of the intersection. Finally my mother collects her tongue and we drive off. As we leave the intersection, I can't help but explain, "That was awesome!" My mom and aunt struggle to understand why I find this experience so great, but they didn't see the whole thing from the back seat of the car!
Thursday, March 4, 2010
TB
Dear Diary,
Today I drove by a Taco Bell and their sign said, "Let us satisfy you". Is it just me or is that wrong on a multitude of levels?
Today I drove by a Taco Bell and their sign said, "Let us satisfy you". Is it just me or is that wrong on a multitude of levels?
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