RIP Terri Shiavo
i found this today while browsing ebay.
http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&category=21249&item=7145207667&rd=1
Hello. This is SkinnyMinnyJenni's sister - BodaciousBrookie. I’m a girl who likes to live on the edge, try new things, live life to the fullest….until I tried snowboarding. I bought these boots in hopes of becoming an awesome chic snowboarder who could ‘show up’ the guys (or maybe land one) down the steepest mountain. But I didn’t have my board yet. So I decided to go up with some rental equipment, which was okay, but not as comfortable as these boots. Got up there, realized that I couldn’t even go down the bunny slope without having my life flash before my eyes and decided that I would throw in my tie as an awesome chic snowboarder. These boots were not bought brand new, but from the looks of them have rarely been worn…and most importantly have not been worn by me. There is no tag as to what brand they are but I know that they are made in China (a great place). And for all us big feet women out there these boots actually make your feet look cute…noticing by the pictures I even made them look good with a skirt! So if you are an inexperienced snowboarder looking to sow your wild oats, or that awesome chic snowboarder looking for a new pair of boots, this is the perfect choice.
The boots are unisex and fit my feet - women's size 9 1/2 to 10 or a men's size 6
The boots are probably magic and will make you stay upright on your board! Ok - so how would I know....
PLEASE SEE MY OTHER AUCTIONS FOR MORE....(of me)
all i have to say to this is...wow.
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Published by Meggs: 2:00 AM
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"Newbies guide of what NOT to do"
It occured to me yesterday how inexperienced people are when it comes to working out. It's not hard to notice the newbies in their attempts at belated new years resolutions or summer slim downs. It's like watching a car crash of sorts. Strolling up the stairs to the plethera of machines, they come dressed in their most "proper" attire. In yesterdays case, a gentleman in his skin tight, vintage eighties, nautical flag print swim trunks.
The cute little Brazilian couple who have obviously never been on a treadmill before gave quite a display. On their approach I knew that they were virgins. Not even so much as a preceeding warm up, they hopped on the contraption looking quite perplexed as to how to even turn it on. He, reached over to hers and pressed play on the magic carpet. She, terrified began running aka clomping like a clidesdale at 1.6. For those of you who are as lost as they apparently were, 1.6 is about the speed of a drunk snail on his worst day. He immediately turned to me and through the gap in between his two front teeth hissed in laughter, muttering something in portuguese. The husband works through his laughter and begins his machine and again, without any warm up shoots stright to 7.2 which in my estimation is approximately the same speed as Wilt Chamberlain at a full sprint. This man was about 5ft 6" so he looked like a midget running from a tornado. Needless to say he lasted at that speed for about 2 mins before he almost collapsed in utter exhaustion.
While this disaster unfolded before me and my stationary bike, an old man in his jeans boat shoes and Members Only jacket drops about 250 pounds of weight on the floor to my right sending a wave of startle through the room.
You can always tell a newbie by the way that they watch you while you are on a particular machine. Then as soon as you move onto another one, they slither in and try their hand at it. Of course they never adjust the contraption to accomdate their height or weight, they just simply don't know how. So they try and squeeze themselves into the seat that has obviously been adjusted to fit the frame of someone half their size and do about 20 repetitions of twice the weight they should.
If one ever cares to join a gym for the pure entertainment factor, may I suggest that one do so around the start of the new year. You will most likely never be let down for a good show.
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Published by Meggs: 2:00 AM
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"Forgotten"
The day draws its blinds on the forgotten children.
Their voices wane unbeknownst to the drones, which carry on in their sphere of prosperity.
Seeking warmth and spelling truth for the drones to hear. Yet they never hear...They never hear the symphony of despondency that laden the night's desolate sky.
The fruits of our labor shall not grace the mouths of the ones who perish in the attempt of a tomorrow.
Who will be the redeemer?
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Published by Meggs: 2:00 AM
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