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Queen is the featured artist on AI tonight. This, of course, coincides with the tour they’re about to start, or maybe have already started.

I don’t know how accurate the rest of the information on this post is, but I figured I’d post it anyway. The contestants and their song choices are listed below. I’ve given my thoughts on each of them, but we’ll see how accurate it is come show time.

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Cardio:

18 minutes on recumbent bike - 4.42 miles/14.73 mph

• done on level 6 keeping 95+ rpm

Weights:

Bench
65lbs - 10x; 75lbs - 8x; 70lbs - 8x, 8x

Bent over rows
65lbs - 10x; 75lbs - 8x, 8x

Military Press (bench)
45lbs - 8x, 8x; 25lbs - 10x, 10x*
Curls (machine)
45lbs - 10x; 35lbs - 8x, 8x, 8x

Pectoral Fly
15lbs - 10x; 25lbs - 8x, 8x

The military presses were done with just bars. It’s a very awkward lift when you’re not doing it with dumbbells. The ones with the 25lbs bar were done behind my head. Yes, I was showing off. Sometimes you have to do that when you’re getting ready for the GUN SHOW.

At some point yesterday afternoon, I pulled the holy hell out of my left latissimus dorsi. That’s the muscle right above your kidney. It hurts really bad today, and I’m completely skipping the gym tonight because of it. I have specific icing instructions from the Gym Buddy™, so we’re hoping I’ll be back in the saddle on the bike tomorrow night, at least for cardio.

Last year, (Charlize) Theron – who won a 2004 Oscar for her role as real-life lesbian serial killer Aileen Wuornos in Monster – told TV’s Extra that she and longtime boyfriend Stuart Townsend would not wed until gay marriage is legal in the U.S. [link]

I, for one, am a huge fan of gay marriage. The arguments against it to make any sense to me, and it just smells like a stinking pile of shit when people try to put it down. With the current administration in the White House, we all know that if one partner doesn’t have a prostate and the other doesn’t have a fallopian tube, there won’t be any nuptials.

Boy + girl = happy, perfect marriage.

Girl + girl or boy + boy = OH MY GOD NO, THEY WILL TAKE OVER THE WORLD.

Shitty, but true.
However, if I were Stuart Townsend, I would start to think that my hot girlfriend didn’t really have any plans on getting married.

Slickdeals.net is my new best friend. Where else could I have found the Rocky Anthology for $8.97? That’s right. There’s going to be a Rocky party at my house in 3-4 weeks.

I’m going to watch every single one of them in preparation for Rocky Balboa, when Rocky comes out of retirement

Oh.my.god. Even Rocky Balboa has a blog!

Guess what? We have extra truffles from a fundraiser that we did Friday evening. Yes, we could eat them, but as hard as I work in the gym, the last thing I want to do is shove dozens of chocolate balls down my mouth. And, yes, I had to stop typing three times while writing that last sentence because I was laughing so hard.

The truffles are really good. It’s dark chocolate ganache dipped in semisweet chocolate, and finished off with the cutest pink ribbon you ever did see. Really. And I even helped make them, if you count stirring chocolate on top of the stove helping.

Anyway, if you want leftover truffles, you can have them for the same price we sold them for around Valentine’s Day - $20/dozen. Send me an email with your address, and I’ll throw some in the mail for you. We can figure out paymention options and that kind of thing.

I love boobs. And it’s a good thing, or all of this fundraising would be for nothing!*

*I kid.

I realize it’s 11:00 and I’m still in my pajamas and my house needs cleaned desperately and I need to play video games really bad, but I’m not in any hurry to get ready for the day. In fact, if I didn’t have plans to go to the gym, go look at a chair for my apartment, and go see the Swarm play, I don’t know that I would get dressed. But trust me - when you have a 10 month old puppy and he lets you sleep in until 10:30, you do it. Because it probably won’t ever EVER happen again.
Ira and I went to Acme Comedy Club last night for the first time ever and laughed our asses off. We mainly wanted to go to see Robert Hawkins, because we’ve watched his Comedy Central special about fourteen times and laughed really hard every time. His opening act was Chad Daniels, and holy shit - that man was hilarious. He did a bit involving old women in mini vans trying to swear and I almost fell out of my chair laughing so hard.

Every Sam Goody in Minneapolis is closing, except for the one at the Mall of America, so that means they’re all having these huge closeout sales. Everything in the store, including the black busts they use to put t-shirts on, were for sell. Had I been thinking, I would have bought one of those. I could have done awesome things with it and it was only $40.

Instead, I did what all people would do. I bought a CD called Platinum Underground. By VANILLA ICE. I haven’t even opened it yet. However, Vanille I-C-E has knucke tattoos that say W I D E O P E N. I think I may have just found my future tat, yo.
Now I have to answer the age old question of - do I shower now and then go to the gym, or wait until after I get all sweaty and then shower? My life is full of these incredible questions.

So, a few of the Team Boobylicious girls and I did a little fundraiser thing tonight, where we stood in the skyways of downtown Minneapolis and begged people to buy truffled and/or pink wristbands. We didn’t really turn a huge profit, but we did make a huge connection.

The building we were in is going to be the home of the Twin Cities’ second location of Hooters. It just so happened that the owners (I think?) of this new restaurant and the other Hooters we have in my neck of the woods stopped by our booth. They’re donating some raffle prizes, with the possibility of even some help in raising money for such an amazing cause like The 3 Day. So very excited.

Hooters + Breast Cancer Awareness = HOW CAN YOU GO WRONG?

Also, thank you so much to Roni for throwing in the winning bid for the latest scarf knitted by The Cuz.

The 3 Day and the work I put into it is always rewarded so heavily by little gestures like this. Sometimes, I think I get more gratification out of it than I should. But in the end, boobies are being helped and that’s what’s important, right?

Along with about 39 other TV shows that I Tivo every week, I also watch Survivor. I’ve only missed a couple of seasons, and that’s because either A) I didn’t have cable TV or B) I was working two jobs and hadn’t found the luxury of Tivo.

I love me some Survivor. This season, I thought, started out pretty boring. Even with the whole four tribes and Exile Island and yadda, yadda, yadda. But now that they’ve merged, I’m all about this season.

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The entire time I was growing up, my dad used to tell me he could tell when it was going to rain by the smell outside. Of course, I never believed him. Why should I?

I’ve never liked root beer. Anyone and everyone that I’ve spent time with through my childhood could tell you that. My dad, however, being the persistent man that he is, did not think this could happen. How could I, his daughter, not like root beer?

I was four years old when he decided to turn me into his own personal science experiment. He took an empty Orange Crush can, I beileve it was, filled it with root beer and handed it to me. In my house growing up, drinking pop out of the can before you drank milk out of the bottle was common. My dad works for Pepsi, what do you expect? He insisted it was Orange Crush. I was no dummy. I could smell that nasty stench of root beer all the way across the kitchen, and I knew there was no way in hell I would be drinking what was in that can.

So, you can see why I never believed him about being able to smell the rain.

By the way, it’s raining in the town where I work right now. I could smell it when I went to go get some more water. I think it’s my favorite smell.

My cousin? She knits tits. And she knits them well, I might add.

So far, with her generosity of knitting until her fingers fall off, and the generosity of Jodi and Suzy, the Boobie Scarf Campaign has raised $110. $110 of money that’s going towards finding a cure for breast cancer, I might add.

She just finished up another scarf and bidding has started. Why aren’t you bidding yet?