As in please stop the madness. I'm writing this as I sip on some caffeine and getting prepared to do some Burpee/Pullup combos, Incline DB Chest Presses, DB Swings, and other fine moves. Then I'm going to have a protein shake with some fruit and throw up. Can I interest you in some awesomeness? Just kidding. Anyway, there are things all over the place that are making me say, "please stop". I am going to vent them with who else?, the world.
1. The Shake Weight. Nuff said.
2. The Shake Weight. Nuff said. (I typed that again on purpose. That's how much it gets on my nerves).
3. These so-called "cutting edge" exercises. "It's crazy! You hold this weight bar above your head with your left hand while doing bicep curls with the other hand while standing on a Bosu ball and you'll like... get an amazing core and stuff!". If that's true, than you can call me "Beatrice, the trainer" for a month.
4. I would love to have just $.01 every time I heard "chest" when I ask a guy at the gym, "what does your workout look like today?". I would be somewhere in the Dominican Republic sipping on some fruity frozen drink eating fresh fruit and calling the hostess that brings it over, "Cookie". Not because her name is Cookie, but because I would have enough money to pay her to allow me to call her "Cookie". Work your back. Work your legs. Work something different for once.
5. Infomercials... Get rich overnight. Get fit overnight. Get sexy overnight. It doesn't happen people. I've been trying to bring sexy back since high school and I'm not even close.
6. Facebook.... I'm going to ask your cow, "what did the 5 fingers say to the face?" and then slap your cow in the face in Farmville. That's right. I'll do something similar in Mafia Wars, too. Now invite me to join.
7. Lady Gaga. OK, really. I think I'll just make a bunch of noises in the shower and see if I can make a record. Are you kidding me?? Ra, ra, romp boo bah... OVER... OVER ... AND OVER again? This is called music? Please explain why.
8. These youngsters (ohhh crap. Does this mean I'm old since I said that?? Ugh... I'll save that for a different blog post) and their cell phones. Sure they're at the gym for 2 hours, but they only did about 20 minutes of actual lifting. I guess they have to read their text messages like "LOL, OMW! LBAY. LIC. L8RG8R." ... Please stop looking that up. It means this--------> laughing out loud, oh my word! Laughing back at you. Like I care. Later Gator." Yeah, I'm hip, what's up?
9. I'm sad that I had to look up those acronyms. I guess I am old. Worthy of posting? Probably not. But it's my blog and I can do whatever I want to.
10. I can't remember the exact number, but in this economy, GNC reported record setting profits. People are still looking for that "fat burner". The best fat burner, in my opinion?, is at your local farmer's market. They're called "fruits and vegetables". Just sayin'.
- Mikey
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Aug 16, 2010
Aug 2, 2010
Rants From a Trainer
What a random Monday blog...I'm in a great mood but I gotta get this stuff off my chest...
1. I usually despise the "inner and outer" thigh machines. But today when I was removing some plates from it, I found myself rolling my eyes in the mirror just looking at them. Please stop the madness and go with lunges (and think outside the box... side lunges, rotational lunges, etc, etc.)
2. Crunches?.... Ugh, never mind.
3. Sipping on my energy drink before my workout is one of my highlights of my day... that's sad and cool all at the same time.
4. If I hear one more person gasp when I tell them I eat the yolks of eggs, I'm going to lose it.
5. "Don't eat fruit... it has sugars!".... Really?? When was the last time someone said, "Gosh, I can't believe I put on all this weight. It's from all those apples I've been eating". Fruit doesn't make you fat for crying out loud.
6. It's true. Genetics do play a role in your weight... but it's not a crutch. So, knock it off. I'm a Whitfield. I have to work hard to keep my preferred body fat level... thanks Mom and Dad! (I'm kidding... my parents are awesome).
7. Quit looking for the magic bullet. Eat better and exercise. It's that simple. You can research all you want to. Just keep in mind that if you're doing that research, you're not exercising. I'm just sayin'.
8. Why is it that when I write my clients' programs... I'm all "gitty", but when it comes to writing my own program, I'm like.... "eh". It must be one of those things like a landscaper... making everyone else's lawns look great but doesn't feel like cutting his own grass.
9. "I don't have a choice. I have to eat all these cookies because my kids have them for school". Whew... good thing you do that. I was just watching Fox News about these horrible parents that were reported for child abuse because they didn't supply enough Little Debbie snacks for little Johnny.
10. I'm about to be a Dad. The following thoughts have occurred in my head: "Oh lawd!!", "Is my life over?", "I think I'm going to put a little football in the baby's hands when he/she is born... that's going to be funny... and cool", Will I be a good father?", "Please don't take away my Madden video game time... it's precious because I already don't get much of it".
OK, I feel better. Have a great week everybody!
- Mike Whitfield
1. I usually despise the "inner and outer" thigh machines. But today when I was removing some plates from it, I found myself rolling my eyes in the mirror just looking at them. Please stop the madness and go with lunges (and think outside the box... side lunges, rotational lunges, etc, etc.)
2. Crunches?.... Ugh, never mind.
3. Sipping on my energy drink before my workout is one of my highlights of my day... that's sad and cool all at the same time.
4. If I hear one more person gasp when I tell them I eat the yolks of eggs, I'm going to lose it.
5. "Don't eat fruit... it has sugars!".... Really?? When was the last time someone said, "Gosh, I can't believe I put on all this weight. It's from all those apples I've been eating". Fruit doesn't make you fat for crying out loud.
6. It's true. Genetics do play a role in your weight... but it's not a crutch. So, knock it off. I'm a Whitfield. I have to work hard to keep my preferred body fat level... thanks Mom and Dad! (I'm kidding... my parents are awesome).
7. Quit looking for the magic bullet. Eat better and exercise. It's that simple. You can research all you want to. Just keep in mind that if you're doing that research, you're not exercising. I'm just sayin'.
8. Why is it that when I write my clients' programs... I'm all "gitty", but when it comes to writing my own program, I'm like.... "eh". It must be one of those things like a landscaper... making everyone else's lawns look great but doesn't feel like cutting his own grass.
9. "I don't have a choice. I have to eat all these cookies because my kids have them for school". Whew... good thing you do that. I was just watching Fox News about these horrible parents that were reported for child abuse because they didn't supply enough Little Debbie snacks for little Johnny.
10. I'm about to be a Dad. The following thoughts have occurred in my head: "Oh lawd!!", "Is my life over?", "I think I'm going to put a little football in the baby's hands when he/she is born... that's going to be funny... and cool", Will I be a good father?", "Please don't take away my Madden video game time... it's precious because I already don't get much of it".
OK, I feel better. Have a great week everybody!
- Mike Whitfield
Jul 15, 2010
What's Your "Peachtree"?
Man I love cashews. That's random, but so am I. There are quite a few reasons I have decided to write this note. They include: 1) It's something to do while I cool off from a workout 2) If this gets just one person to go after something they've been "thinking" about doing, then that would simply rock 3) Writing is one way I express myself.
Sunday, July 4th 2010, was a special day for me. As alot of people know, I was at one point almost 300 lbs. I wore 46" jeans in the waist. I kept one pair as a simple reminder of where I've been. In 2003, I started on what was one of the biggest journeys of my life. I jumped on the New Year bandwagon wanting to drop some weight. Just 12 weeks into it, my awesome 2 friends, Dan and Amanda talked me into signing up for the Peachtree Road Race, which is 6.2 miles. I was very skeptical and a nervous wreck considering that my first walk in January was one lap around my old high school track and I was gasping for air. But I took a leap of faith. After all, they had faith in me... (thank you Dan and Amanda by the way). I signed up... big eyed and scared to death, definitely out of my comfort zone.
July 3rd, 2003. Gut check time. Was I ready? Not really. But knowing what I was up against and wanting to actually jog the whole thing... that kept me focused. My goal by July 1st was to drop 50 lbs. On July 1st, I was at the 75 lb mark.... I absolutely crushed it through the help and support of God, my friends and family. One day I was in the dressing room of JC Penny and I fit into 40's. I was so ecstatic I called a buddy of mine right then and there. "Dude... 40's! I'm in 40's!" I'm sure my voice echoed but I didn't care. My body was changing, but more importantly, my spirit and attitude was changing. I finally had some self confidence. Transforming my physical body was just scratching the surface. I was becoming a better person, and that excited me. Oh cool, look at that. I started talking about July 3rd and went off on a tangent. Isn't that funny? It's like when you.... uh oh. I'm doing it again. I'm just going to hit enter twice.
There. That's better. July 4th, 2003. I had butterflies in my stomach. I was excited. I was nervous. I was out of my comfort zone. My friends that invited me and I were in different groups. I was on my own and in a way, that excited me. And away we go... it was the first race of my entire life. I stopped at the first water station and poured water all over my head as if I had been running for days. I didn't care. I felt like Rocky. Before I knew it, mile 6 was approaching and I thought to myself, "Dude... you haven't walked at all yet. You're going to do this!". I am a little hesitant on sharing this, but as I approached the finish line, my eyes were filled up with tears. Tears of joy. Tears of past frustrations. Tears of exhilaration. Tears of determination. Tears of "finally... I've made it". "You did it! You did it!" was all I could think as I crossed the finish line. All the hard work, all the sweat and all the sacrifice was worth it for just that one moment in time. I will never forget that day.
July 4th, 2003. That was over 100 lbs and 7 years ago. But now you can hopefully see why July 3rd is like Christmas Eve to me. The Peachtree Road Race is very sentimental to me. That's when I discovered that with some determination, discipline, sacrifice, and stepping out of my comfort zone, anything is possible. So my question for you is, what's your Peachtree?...
Sunday, July 4th 2010, was a special day for me. As alot of people know, I was at one point almost 300 lbs. I wore 46" jeans in the waist. I kept one pair as a simple reminder of where I've been. In 2003, I started on what was one of the biggest journeys of my life. I jumped on the New Year bandwagon wanting to drop some weight. Just 12 weeks into it, my awesome 2 friends, Dan and Amanda talked me into signing up for the Peachtree Road Race, which is 6.2 miles. I was very skeptical and a nervous wreck considering that my first walk in January was one lap around my old high school track and I was gasping for air. But I took a leap of faith. After all, they had faith in me... (thank you Dan and Amanda by the way). I signed up... big eyed and scared to death, definitely out of my comfort zone.
July 3rd, 2003. Gut check time. Was I ready? Not really. But knowing what I was up against and wanting to actually jog the whole thing... that kept me focused. My goal by July 1st was to drop 50 lbs. On July 1st, I was at the 75 lb mark.... I absolutely crushed it through the help and support of God, my friends and family. One day I was in the dressing room of JC Penny and I fit into 40's. I was so ecstatic I called a buddy of mine right then and there. "Dude... 40's! I'm in 40's!" I'm sure my voice echoed but I didn't care. My body was changing, but more importantly, my spirit and attitude was changing. I finally had some self confidence. Transforming my physical body was just scratching the surface. I was becoming a better person, and that excited me. Oh cool, look at that. I started talking about July 3rd and went off on a tangent. Isn't that funny? It's like when you.... uh oh. I'm doing it again. I'm just going to hit enter twice.
There. That's better. July 4th, 2003. I had butterflies in my stomach. I was excited. I was nervous. I was out of my comfort zone. My friends that invited me and I were in different groups. I was on my own and in a way, that excited me. And away we go... it was the first race of my entire life. I stopped at the first water station and poured water all over my head as if I had been running for days. I didn't care. I felt like Rocky. Before I knew it, mile 6 was approaching and I thought to myself, "Dude... you haven't walked at all yet. You're going to do this!". I am a little hesitant on sharing this, but as I approached the finish line, my eyes were filled up with tears. Tears of joy. Tears of past frustrations. Tears of exhilaration. Tears of determination. Tears of "finally... I've made it". "You did it! You did it!" was all I could think as I crossed the finish line. All the hard work, all the sweat and all the sacrifice was worth it for just that one moment in time. I will never forget that day.
July 4th, 2003. That was over 100 lbs and 7 years ago. But now you can hopefully see why July 3rd is like Christmas Eve to me. The Peachtree Road Race is very sentimental to me. That's when I discovered that with some determination, discipline, sacrifice, and stepping out of my comfort zone, anything is possible. So my question for you is, what's your Peachtree?...
Aug 13, 2009
I'm Shaking My Head Again
I'm shaking my head again, and here's why...
1. The town hall meetings regarding health care. It's not the madness that is going on in the meeting, I'm shaking my head at the fact that I can be easily entertained by that madness. I love it when the politicians are trying to explain that they are indeed saving the world.
2. Facebook notifications. Lord help me if I "like" something, I'm connected to it forever. And what's the deal with these farms people speak of? "Jane Smith started a farm and needs your pigs" ... what??! I literally imagine my friends dressed up in overalls trying to start a farm. I'm thinking, "what the heck?, I thought you were working in human resources. I'm confused".
3. Hmmm... looks like he's not the hero you thought he was, huh? That's what happens when you fall for whatever the media says and you keep up with "The Bachelor".
4. I'm now shaking my head at whoever doesn't get #3 (I'm excluding my younger readers... don't worry, you're cool with me)
5. My wife put bits of onions in some sautéed mushrooms a couple of weeks ago. That's like putting peppers on pizza. I'm eating fattening cheese, saturated fatty pepperoni, and a refined carbohydrate crust. Why would I put something with little caloric value like freakin' peppers on my pizza? It's absurd and it ticks me off.
6. It's like a project now. Just letting the dog go out and take a crap. Unbelievable. Why do you insist on smelling the same blade of grass for like an hour? Does it have magical powers? Will you become the great Jedi Lab you always wanted to be if you smell it long enough? Hmmm, no. Squat and take a dump already!
7. Lunges. I like them, but yet, I despise them. I usually roll my eyes, and then do them. In a way, lunges are stupid. But gosh, they're effective. Either way, they make me shake my head.
8. If I hear "OMG" one more time, I'm going to spew. I realize that it's just a phase and it will pass. I'll be glad when it does. You know... kinda like when you used to say, "this is rad!".
9. Why do people INSIST on making up corky exercises in the gym? Sometimes, I'm thinking, "hmmm, let's see. That is working your ... oh, that's right. Absolutely nothing. That's working your idiot appeal. Congrats. It's working!"
10. Tomatoes (diced, chopped, slices, and whole)
1. The town hall meetings regarding health care. It's not the madness that is going on in the meeting, I'm shaking my head at the fact that I can be easily entertained by that madness. I love it when the politicians are trying to explain that they are indeed saving the world.
2. Facebook notifications. Lord help me if I "like" something, I'm connected to it forever. And what's the deal with these farms people speak of? "Jane Smith started a farm and needs your pigs" ... what??! I literally imagine my friends dressed up in overalls trying to start a farm. I'm thinking, "what the heck?, I thought you were working in human resources. I'm confused".
3. Hmmm... looks like he's not the hero you thought he was, huh? That's what happens when you fall for whatever the media says and you keep up with "The Bachelor".
4. I'm now shaking my head at whoever doesn't get #3 (I'm excluding my younger readers... don't worry, you're cool with me)
5. My wife put bits of onions in some sautéed mushrooms a couple of weeks ago. That's like putting peppers on pizza. I'm eating fattening cheese, saturated fatty pepperoni, and a refined carbohydrate crust. Why would I put something with little caloric value like freakin' peppers on my pizza? It's absurd and it ticks me off.
6. It's like a project now. Just letting the dog go out and take a crap. Unbelievable. Why do you insist on smelling the same blade of grass for like an hour? Does it have magical powers? Will you become the great Jedi Lab you always wanted to be if you smell it long enough? Hmmm, no. Squat and take a dump already!
7. Lunges. I like them, but yet, I despise them. I usually roll my eyes, and then do them. In a way, lunges are stupid. But gosh, they're effective. Either way, they make me shake my head.
8. If I hear "OMG" one more time, I'm going to spew. I realize that it's just a phase and it will pass. I'll be glad when it does. You know... kinda like when you used to say, "this is rad!".
9. Why do people INSIST on making up corky exercises in the gym? Sometimes, I'm thinking, "hmmm, let's see. That is working your ... oh, that's right. Absolutely nothing. That's working your idiot appeal. Congrats. It's working!"
10. Tomatoes (diced, chopped, slices, and whole)
Jul 28, 2009
It Just Irritates Me
I might be pushing some buttons on this blog, and if I do... well quit reading. Because I won't stop. Ranting feels good. It gives me goose bumps... almost like the first game of the NFL season. And admit it. You do think some of this stuff, but you're afraid to blog about it. Alright fine, you're not dorky enough to blog about it. Making fun of myself is awesome.
2. All sentences on TV that have the word "healthcare" in it.
3. To the guy that was attempting to bench 300 with your buddy spotter.... when your butt and back are nowhere close to being on the bench, and your spotter is practically popping a vein in his head helping you out... you're actually helping him bicep curl 300 lbs. Congrats... I guess.
4. When you practically "disco" a 45 lb plate on your head, is that a magic trick? I can't seem to find it in my anatomy book. Oh wait, there it is... it's under the "exercises that you can make up to look like an idiot" section.
5. Food marketing. I love the "low carb" stickers on mayo and rib eyes. The "no trans-fats" is getting annoying. Hmmm, I ate 16 bagels, but NOOOOO trans-fats! This diet rocks!
6. Walmart parking lots. I don't get it. I'm letting you cross in front of me, and you decide to go even slower. If you were on a treadmill, you would be turning on the "what's the point?" setting. Cross over already.
7. The body language chick on the Foxnews channel that talks with Bill O'Reilly. You are seriously paid to analyze someone's arm position when they're talking? Wow, you lucked out. "Do you see how the president is wearing a navy suit with a striped tie, and has his chin up with a slight grin? That means he is wanting to spend money at this moment". Well guess what... he's ripped from the 4th Martini that he put on the expense account and is wearing a red dress and heels and he still likes to spend money. I could have my arms crossed and be very happy. I could have my arms doing the white mambo and be very happy. Analyze that for me.
8. Uptight grumpy people...Yes, I did say what I did (number 7). I'm joking around. Loosen up your collar a little bit. Here ya go... I'll make fun of myself. Will that help? "Look at me, look at me! I have like... a blog and I'm a dork! I type stuff. I'm like a Mr. Big Shot writing a blog and all. What kind of haircut is that? Ohhh, look at me, look at me. I'm so cool with my smooth and hairless head! I'm sure all 2 of my readers will read this blog. Ohhh wow, I just realized how cool I am!" LOL, making fun of myself is more fun than I thought it would be. That was awesome.
9. It's called a blinker. It comes standard with all vehicles. Try using it. Ohhh, you couldn't because you were texting? Hmmm, my bad. I'll tell you what I would tell Rosie O'Donell if I were to meet her. Take your bottom lip, pull it over your head, and then swallow. I've yet to see it happen, but I bet it would be cool.
10. Tomatoes.
Jul 21, 2009
Relationship Rant... Oh My, Dare I?
Relationships. The word alone can make you sigh as if you just ate Thanksgiving lunch and sat down to watch an NFL game. Yeah, that kind of sigh. Now before you start the "oh no you didn't" thoughts about me doing a relationship rant, hear me out on this. My wife actually suggested it. She said since I'm not the greatest at "expressing" myself (ohhhh brother), that this would help her get inside my brain. Well guess what, you don't want to go in there. It's really random. One minute I'm thinking of a workout program I'm putting together for a client, the next minute I'm hanging out with Homer Simpson watching episodes of "House". But here ya go (and I've taken naps on the sofa, and it's really not too bad)...
1. Why do women like silly, non-sense chick flicks about really shallow subject matter? We just saw "He's Really Not That Into You" (or something like that). It was about dating. It takes just seconds for someone to say the words, "Guys are difficult, and it's all a game.... the end). They found a way to tell you this one sentence over a span of over 90 minutes.
2. It's been 5 years. She still doesn't get it. Yes, I am in love with NFL football. Yes, I can watch pregame, the 1pm game, the 4 pm game, the Sunday night game, the Monday night game, the Thursday night game, the Saturday games, and all the post game highlights. And you know what? That's still not enough. My friends and family warned you. You didn't listen.
3. The "what do you want to eat?" game. I hate it. What do you want to eat? I don't know, what do you want to eat? So I finally speak up and say something like, "how about a chicken breast and some spinach?" Then, I get the "I don't want that". Let me guess... you want Taco Bell, but you want me to say Taco Bell so you don't feel guilty. Hmmm, well, this game sucks and I'm going to eat my chicken breast and spinach.
4. Yes, I'm crossing my arms, and no, it's not because I'm angry. It's comfortable. It is ok for me to cross my arms while we're talking. There's not a hidden agenda... I promise. If you quit reading the so-called "body language" articles in those silly magazines, you'll discover that my agenda for scratching my cheek is not "I'm disappointed in you and I can't stand your clothes". It's because my cheek itches. That's it.
5. If I choose Unsweetened Tea instead of a Diet Dr. Pepper, it's no reason to fall apart and think that you no longer know me and I am a completely different person making dramatic changes in my life. It's because.... well... I wanted a freakin' Unsweetened Tea instead of a Diet Dr. Pepper.
6. If I'm in the bathroom, I'm inaccessible. Please don't tell me about your friend's new ear rings. I'm basically in a different realm. I actually don't even exist. But don't worry, I will return. But until then, don't try to converse with me.
7. While I'm flipping the channels as I try to call it a night and you're reading, please... continue reading. Asking, "what's that?" at each and every channel hinders my ability to fall asleep. Every time you turn the page in your "Twighlight" series, I promise not to ask you, "who's kissing who?"
8. Soap. That's it. That's all I require to be in a shower. For you, it's almost like we have a freakin' pantry in the shower with no door. Why is Kroger's cosmetic department in our shower?
9. Vacuuming the same spot for 3 hours is just as effective as vacuuming the same spot for 1 minute. When you vacuum, our electricity bill goes up $40 that month.
10. Just to save my own butt, please understand that I'm VERY happy and this is just to get a chuckle or two. Oh yeah, and my sofa is comfortable.
Mikey
1. Why do women like silly, non-sense chick flicks about really shallow subject matter? We just saw "He's Really Not That Into You" (or something like that). It was about dating. It takes just seconds for someone to say the words, "Guys are difficult, and it's all a game.... the end). They found a way to tell you this one sentence over a span of over 90 minutes.
2. It's been 5 years. She still doesn't get it. Yes, I am in love with NFL football. Yes, I can watch pregame, the 1pm game, the 4 pm game, the Sunday night game, the Monday night game, the Thursday night game, the Saturday games, and all the post game highlights. And you know what? That's still not enough. My friends and family warned you. You didn't listen.
3. The "what do you want to eat?" game. I hate it. What do you want to eat? I don't know, what do you want to eat? So I finally speak up and say something like, "how about a chicken breast and some spinach?" Then, I get the "I don't want that". Let me guess... you want Taco Bell, but you want me to say Taco Bell so you don't feel guilty. Hmmm, well, this game sucks and I'm going to eat my chicken breast and spinach.
4. Yes, I'm crossing my arms, and no, it's not because I'm angry. It's comfortable. It is ok for me to cross my arms while we're talking. There's not a hidden agenda... I promise. If you quit reading the so-called "body language" articles in those silly magazines, you'll discover that my agenda for scratching my cheek is not "I'm disappointed in you and I can't stand your clothes". It's because my cheek itches. That's it.
5. If I choose Unsweetened Tea instead of a Diet Dr. Pepper, it's no reason to fall apart and think that you no longer know me and I am a completely different person making dramatic changes in my life. It's because.... well... I wanted a freakin' Unsweetened Tea instead of a Diet Dr. Pepper.
6. If I'm in the bathroom, I'm inaccessible. Please don't tell me about your friend's new ear rings. I'm basically in a different realm. I actually don't even exist. But don't worry, I will return. But until then, don't try to converse with me.
7. While I'm flipping the channels as I try to call it a night and you're reading, please... continue reading. Asking, "what's that?" at each and every channel hinders my ability to fall asleep. Every time you turn the page in your "Twighlight" series, I promise not to ask you, "who's kissing who?"
8. Soap. That's it. That's all I require to be in a shower. For you, it's almost like we have a freakin' pantry in the shower with no door. Why is Kroger's cosmetic department in our shower?
9. Vacuuming the same spot for 3 hours is just as effective as vacuuming the same spot for 1 minute. When you vacuum, our electricity bill goes up $40 that month.
10. Just to save my own butt, please understand that I'm VERY happy and this is just to get a chuckle or two. Oh yeah, and my sofa is comfortable.
Mikey
Jul 14, 2009
News You Couldn't Use
Well smack my butt and call me Betty. Not only does that not make sense, but it also gets your attention. I'm going in a different direction this week and I'm going to give you some news so you'll be all caught up with what celebrities have gotten a divorce, perhaps some sports scores, and who is mad at who over Michael Jackson's death.
That's right. The King of Pop has passed away. The media has done a shameful job of letting you know, so that is why I stepped up and said something. In all seriousness, I do hope and pray for peace and stability for his family, but more importantly, his children.
Hmmm, that's weird. That's the first time I've been serious since 1987. That felt good for a second, and then unnatural. All of a sudden I want to take a shower.
Al Sharpton spoke to the media this week because he likes to hear himself talk... (this is way too easy, I can just copy and paste that sentence every week).
The country is in debt. In order to resolve this problem, they want to spend money. I don't make it up folks... I just type it.
Ex GM CEO Rick Wagoner will retire in August with a benefit package valued at more than $10 million. I have friends that have gotten laid off and all they got was 2 weeks severance, some post-it notes and a "sorry we had to do this the week before Christmas". Hmmm, I see an imbalance. At least throw in a red stapler.
Tony Romo and Jessica Simpson broke up. I actually broke a sweat and lost weight trying to give a crap.
In sports ... well ... football is coming soon baby!
Paris Hilton got arrested last week for harrassing a cab driver. She made the cab driver go in reverse for 2 miles and then told him that HE owed HER money. Ok, that's not true. But she annoys the crap out of me so I can type whatever I want.
Ponder me this thought of the week... Do Roman paramedics refer to IV's as "4's"?
Have a strong finish to the week folks,
Mikey
That's right. The King of Pop has passed away. The media has done a shameful job of letting you know, so that is why I stepped up and said something. In all seriousness, I do hope and pray for peace and stability for his family, but more importantly, his children.
Hmmm, that's weird. That's the first time I've been serious since 1987. That felt good for a second, and then unnatural. All of a sudden I want to take a shower.
Al Sharpton spoke to the media this week because he likes to hear himself talk... (this is way too easy, I can just copy and paste that sentence every week).
The country is in debt. In order to resolve this problem, they want to spend money. I don't make it up folks... I just type it.
Ex GM CEO Rick Wagoner will retire in August with a benefit package valued at more than $10 million. I have friends that have gotten laid off and all they got was 2 weeks severance, some post-it notes and a "sorry we had to do this the week before Christmas". Hmmm, I see an imbalance. At least throw in a red stapler.
Tony Romo and Jessica Simpson broke up. I actually broke a sweat and lost weight trying to give a crap.
In sports ... well ... football is coming soon baby!
Paris Hilton got arrested last week for harrassing a cab driver. She made the cab driver go in reverse for 2 miles and then told him that HE owed HER money. Ok, that's not true. But she annoys the crap out of me so I can type whatever I want.
Ponder me this thought of the week... Do Roman paramedics refer to IV's as "4's"?
Have a strong finish to the week folks,
Mikey
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