Putting the power in your ogre
“So what is that Twitter thing anyway?” This is a question I would ask myself not even a year ago. Like some of you out there, I thought that by avoiding all things social on the web, I was maintaining my anonymity and ensuring that when the internet police started to take people away, they would have nothing on me. Why would I need Twitter anyway? I was sure that…
Should there really be rules for the weekend? It’s debatable, but I’m not going to let that stop me. The weekend is a special time; it’s a 2 day holiday that happens every week. It’s a time to relax, to get stuff done you were not able to accomplish during the week. The weekend should not be wasted, but neither should it be used as just another Tuesday or Wednesday…
A large sweaty man, muscle’s bulging out of his size-too-small tank top, slides up next to you; his eyes sweep your less than perfect body in disgust. You give him a nod, and he ignores you, turning to the task at hand, “pumpeen tha ion”. You guessed it; the gym is where this hypothetical situation takes place.
So why don’t I like gyms? If the scenario above did not…
Rah-rah-sis-boom-bah!…or something like that, just my simplistic way of leading into the topic at hand, the season of fall and what it means to you (and me). It could just be my misperception, but to most people, fall equals football (hence the rah-rah), apples, pumpkin pie, and Halloween. All around the United States, people are watching football games while eating pumpkin pie and apples, and dreaming about what they are…
