Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Hall and Oates
Did not play Maneater. Sad.
Also, those dudes are OLD.
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Afternoon Television...
Sitting on my sofa, about to watch an hour long episode of Rachael Ray (with guest Nick Lachey and musical performance by Hall and Oates.) I'm not sure whether to laugh or cry. But I think I'm coming down on the side of cry. Depression. I mean, who watches this stuff??
Admitedly, I watch an absurd amount of TV - by almost anyone's standards. And a good portion of it (Vampire Diaries, the Hills, One Tree Hill) is absolutely crap-tastic. What can I say?
But this unholy trio of awefulness that Tivo decided I would like (and THAT's a whole other post altogether) is just beyond words.
A little bit of me just died. And the rest of me kinda hopes Hall and Oates will sing 'Maneater'...
XO,
M
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Tuesday, November 3, 2009
A few words about torture....(no, this is not a post about water-boarding)...
Dear tiny, evil bundle of muscle and no body fat that is my personal trainer:
Today’s session sucked more than most. Mostly because I skipped a week and am dealing with the dueling banjos of jetlag and daylight savings time ending. Meaning when I met you at the gym today at 5:30, my body and mind really thought it was 8:30 and because it was so damn dark, both of us (body and mind) were ready to go to sleep.
But I digress...
Listen, this may come as a shock to you, but not everyone enjoys squats the way you do. In fact, most of us really don’t like them at all. The inner thigh ones are particularly heinous. I’m fairly certain I will never need to crack a walnut or crush a soda can between my legs, so maybe we could lay offa those a little bit.
Also, sneaking in all that cardio — today you actually asked me to “jog” in between sets and reps or whatever they’re called — is not very nice. Yeah, maybe my heart will thank you one day, but right now we’re just angry at you.
Finally, when you say “let’s go over to the mat,” that should be a signal that we are ready to cool down. Not a tricksey-trainer trick to get me to do three more sets of oblique crunches on the Bosu and a zillion minutes of “plank.”
However, I recently discovered that I have a tricep. So I guess you aren’t all bad. See you again on Thursday...
XO (with a little hate thrown in for good measure),
M
Today’s session sucked more than most. Mostly because I skipped a week and am dealing with the dueling banjos of jetlag and daylight savings time ending. Meaning when I met you at the gym today at 5:30, my body and mind really thought it was 8:30 and because it was so damn dark, both of us (body and mind) were ready to go to sleep.
But I digress...
Listen, this may come as a shock to you, but not everyone enjoys squats the way you do. In fact, most of us really don’t like them at all. The inner thigh ones are particularly heinous. I’m fairly certain I will never need to crack a walnut or crush a soda can between my legs, so maybe we could lay offa those a little bit.
Also, sneaking in all that cardio — today you actually asked me to “jog” in between sets and reps or whatever they’re called — is not very nice. Yeah, maybe my heart will thank you one day, but right now we’re just angry at you.
Finally, when you say “let’s go over to the mat,” that should be a signal that we are ready to cool down. Not a tricksey-trainer trick to get me to do three more sets of oblique crunches on the Bosu and a zillion minutes of “plank.”
However, I recently discovered that I have a tricep. So I guess you aren’t all bad. See you again on Thursday...
XO (with a little hate thrown in for good measure),
M
Monday, November 2, 2009
Um....
In what parallel universe do Hall & Oates and The Clash belong on the same playlist? Riddle me this, iTunes geniuses...
Flying high...
Dear Virgin America:
While I cannot abide the carryon luggage Nazis you had stationed at the gate when I was boarding my flight, and I do kind wish I wasn’t in a middle seat right now, overall I think you are a pretty good airline. The creepy cartoon Richard Branson making a joke about the Mile High Club, I could do without (the joke, I mean — I got no beef with the Mile High Club itself) -- but since I am not the mother of the four-year-old sitting in the row in front of me who had to try to explain what that means, I’m not going to get all up in your grill about it.
But also, thank you for letting me have the Internets while I try to endure the 5.5 hour flight from JFK to LAX in my middle seat. This is nice, especially since I was worrying about how to deal with the withdrawal from the new Facebook “Live News Feed” function. However, I am a little disappointed that I now actually have to work while I am flying, instead of watching “The Hangover” again, or napping, which is what I’d really rather be doing.
PS: Do you think the other people in my row would mind if I Skyped right now? I kinda want to...
While I cannot abide the carryon luggage Nazis you had stationed at the gate when I was boarding my flight, and I do kind wish I wasn’t in a middle seat right now, overall I think you are a pretty good airline. The creepy cartoon Richard Branson making a joke about the Mile High Club, I could do without (the joke, I mean — I got no beef with the Mile High Club itself) -- but since I am not the mother of the four-year-old sitting in the row in front of me who had to try to explain what that means, I’m not going to get all up in your grill about it.
But also, thank you for letting me have the Internets while I try to endure the 5.5 hour flight from JFK to LAX in my middle seat. This is nice, especially since I was worrying about how to deal with the withdrawal from the new Facebook “Live News Feed” function. However, I am a little disappointed that I now actually have to work while I am flying, instead of watching “The Hangover” again, or napping, which is what I’d really rather be doing.
PS: Do you think the other people in my row would mind if I Skyped right now? I kinda want to...
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