I Had Multiple Orgasms Yesterday.......

Coldplay - Lost
Need i say more?? They pretty much fucking rock!!! My world!
I just got lost
Every river that I've tried to cross
And every door I ever tried was locked
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off...

















So, yesterday i had something done to me that caused me to have multiple orgasms. It wasn't expected but damn, it felt good. It is not often that i can achieve multiples but yesterday was the day folks.

No, it was not that crazy black friday crap. That doesn't do it for me. In fact, its a big turn off. And no it wasn't the fact that i ran a 5 mile turkey trot on thanksgiving day. That was a single. A good single orgasm, but still just one.

What was it that gave me this unexpected pleasure?? Well, ok i will divulge the secret. Ready? Wait for it.......
I had a manicure AND pedicure SIMULTANEOUSLY!!!!! Believe me folks, this was so very amazing.

Picture this if you will:
I am sitting on this very big, very cushioned pedicure chair with an automatic back massager. The woman, lets call her pedi girl gently took my foot in her hand and started her work. Now, that in itself was pure joy and magic. Especially on feet that just ran a grueling 5 miler. Then, in the corner of my eye i see mani girl approaching. She looked as though she meant business and i wasn't able to protest. She was rough, at first. Grabbed my hand. Looked at it and as if no one was around, went to work. So, now i have both my hands and feet at the mercy of others. What to do with the rest of my body?? Should i fight them or give in? Just succumb to the magic? See, i didn't quite know because sometimes, i like to be in charge. Now pedi girl was feverishly working on my big toe. She was hitting just the right spots too. Mani girl....wow she was all like shut the heck up and let me do my thing!! So, i stopped talking, stopped fighting and sunk down into that very big chair and just let them take over. What choice did i have really?? All i felt at this point was hedonistic pleasurable sensations. (Yes, i know that hedonism and pleasure really mean the same thing, just wanted to drive the point home). When they paused for a split second, i realized they did this to heighten things. They asked "choose your color"???? Yikes? I wasn't supposed to have to think was i? So, i fumbled awkwardly to bring forth the color i wanted them to use on me. They both looked, giggled and approved. It was getting close. Almost to the point of orgasm #1. I figured once that happened i would be home free. Not so. It did happen, and it rocked my world. But, they weren't done with me. The simultaneous massaging began. One foot, one hand. My goodness. This is when i knew it was possible to have a multiple. It started happening right when they both started polishing. They looked up at me, to make sure i still wanted this color? Lincoln park after dark. I nodded approvingly and they then started finishing me up. Folks, at this point my self control melted into the massage chair. I had had it. I was spent with joy. I admiringly looked at my hands first, then my toes and sighed with a happiness i have not felt in ages. I smiled at mani girl and pedi girl as i handed them their tips. They took it eagerly and left me as fast as they came to me. On to the next. I was quickly forgotten. I felt used. I felt cheap. But, damn i felt good!!!!!

Disclaimer #1: I am not into chicks. Not that there's anything wrong with that!!! In fact chicks rock. I just prefer the non-chick kinda stuff.

Disclaimer #2: Have a sense of humor folks....OK?

Ok, so every single one of you must go here to this cool blog. His name is Adam and he is giving away this:





















That is pretty fucking cool. So, if you want to be included in the contest click on the link up above. It says here. Go there. Or not!!! Really i don't care.

I am sipping on a banana/cinnamon/almond milk smoothie admiring my nails. Life is good!!!

“Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free til they find someone just as wild to run with them.”

Sex and the City

THANKSGIVING.....UMMMM OK!!!!

Thank today whom you may not be able to thank tomorrow...Ummm OK!
Forgive today who you may not be able to forgive tomorrow....Yeah right!!

Be thankful that you don't already have everything you desire. But, i do!!!
If you did, what would there be to look forward to? Lots more, i promise!!!

Be thankful when you don't know something, for it gives you the
opportunity to learn. But, i know everything!!!

Be thankful for the difficult times. During those times you grow. Ummm, OK!

Be thankful for your limitations, because they give you opportunities for improvement. No limitations here!!

Be thankful for each new challenge, because it will build your strength and character. Bring it on!!

Be thankful for your mistakes. They will teach you valuable lessons. I never make mistakes!!

Be thankful when you're tired and weary, because it means you've made a difference. Ummm, OK!!

It's easy to be thankful for the good things. A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who are also thankful for the setbacks. Setbacks huh??? Whats that?

Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive. Find a way to be thankful for your troubles, and they can become your blessings.
Trouble i love you!!!

True wealth is the blessings you see in your life. True wealth is the blessings you give to others.
True wealth is what you give, not what you have or get...Again, UMMM OK!!!

Oh And:




Oh And:

I found this on this cool blog and i thought it appropriate to post here on my blog. I think we can all easily follow the step by step instructions here to cook a perfect turkey!!!

17 Ways To Cook A Turkey

1. Go buy a turkey
2. Take a drink of whisky
3. Put turkey in the oven
4. Take another 2 drinks of whisky
5. Set the degree at 375 ovens
6. Take 3 more whiskys of drink
7. Turk the bastey
8. Whisky another bottle of get
9. Ponder the meat thermometer
10. Glass yourself a pour of whisky
11. Bake the whisky for 4 hours
12. Take the oven out of the turkey
13. Floor the turkey up off of the pick
14. Turk the carvey
15. Get yourself another scottle of botch
16. Tet the sable and pour yourself a glass of turkey
17. Bless the dinner and pass out


Oh And:

My 5K Turkey Trot race - 27.55
Met my goal and surpassed it. Wanted a sub 30 minute 5K. Got that! Got a sub 28 minute 5K. Ok, it wasn't easy. AT ALL!

I was panting like a dog in heat!! My breathing was so labored that afterwards i was coughing and wheezing all day long. Still am!!! Coughing and wheezing that is. Thursday i run another one. A 5 miler. I will go easy. Then go hard. I cannot help it. Why fucking be a wuss? I want to out run the slowest runner. Its freaking Thanksgiving day!! I will get to eat like a pig afterwards. There is no stopping me.

So, lets all give thanks. To what? Whatever!!! I am not here to judge. Just have a great day and you know...EAT!!! ENJOY!!! LOVE EACH OTHER!!! Well not necessarily in that order but you get the point!!!

I LOVE YOU ALL!!!

BLOG IS OFFICIALLY CLOSED UNTIL THE WEEKEND!!!

OR

NOT!!!

I hate the fucking traffic cops.  I received a $35 ticket today, because the meter ran out literally 2 minutes before i got there!!!!   YEAH, HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL!!!

That Will Not Be Me.....

The Weepies - Can't go back now
I can't really say why everybody wishes they were somewhere else
But in the end, the only steps that matter are the ones you take all by yourself.

Walk on folks. It's the only way. You can't go back now. Not now, or ever!

So, i've been thinking. How did i get to this place in my life. I am here, but i have no idea how i got here. Does it even matter? Perhaps, just to me, it does.

Everything is evolving around me. And here i sit. I am in no way complaining. I am warm and fed and healthy. Is there anything else i should ask for or strive for? Perhaps! Just not sure what that may be.

Awww, don't fret...i am not holding a pity party. I do not like those kind of parties at all. BORING!! So, none of you will ever be invited.

So, in 40 days we will be ringing in the year 2009. Pretty freaky if you think about it. We are in the future. But, the future of what? Time is fast and fleeting. You must make the most of it.

I'm all about helping out others less fortunate then myself and thanks to this wonderful lady 100daysinbed i am focused on just that. Read her suggestions. There should be something there that you can do. Anything really. It will make you feel good and it will help someone in need. Donate your old coat, for fucks sake. It's not doing anything but hanging in your closet right? I see it there. Let it go!

I couldn't care less what you choose to do. Really i don't. I care about what i choose to do. Each of you, in your own way will do something. I know it.

Last year, i spent black friday in Target. It had to have been one of the worst experiences of my life. Worse than having surgery! Worse than, well just about everything. This year, the same friend i went with last year approached me with the question i was dreading: " Wanna go shopping on black friday?" Now, i usually have trouble saying no to people. Something i am working on, by the way. So, i looked at this friend and said "FUCK NOOOOO". And that was that.

Besides, being trampled upon and people literally up my ass, i felt it to be a day of selfishness. Who could get the cheapest camera and shitty TV? Ooooh, how about some cheap looking crappy other stuff??? Oh my, look at the sale on that gorgeous, cheap crappy thing??? Go grab it!! Fuck you and all that. Pisses me off. Let's trample each other and act like wild animals all in the name of saving a buck. Woop di doo!!! Be happy with less! Anti-consumerism folks!

Ok, so i am ranting. But, please think about this. It is a holiday. A special family/friends time. A time to celebrate togetherness and love and all that bullshit. But, its not bullshit is it? Because, when it comes down to it, and i mean really down to it, that is precisely what the holiday season is. It's festive and lights and love. Thats it.

Not, lets see who can spend the most money on gorgeous cheap crappy stuff. Not, how many parties your invited too. Not, how many cocktails you can down and then make a total and utter fool of yourself dancing like this woman:



So, yeah thats scary right? Still makes me laugh though! Ok, i digress....

I already know how i am going to start off the New Year. Wait for it......a run!! Surprise, surprise right? You start January 1st off on a positive note and all good things will follow.

My judgement was a bit off this year. Honestly it was. In too many instances, i've used, not my better judgement but some sort of weird experiment judgement i must have had left over from the 80's. So, not me and very troubling. It left me scratching my head in disbelieve. But, thats all behind me now and my better judgement is back in full force. I am me again. I am who i want to be.

So, i just want to quickly talk about this film. Its called Slumdog Millionaire. I think i can safely say with confidence, that this was one of the best films i've seen in a very long time. Drama, comedy, musical, thriller, love story, and more in one transcending, riveting story. Once Slumdog launches into its final act, you'll get that pang that comes with the last chapter of a great book you wish you weren't about to finish. This film is easily one of the best of the entire year!! Go see it.

I have a give away! I have a couple of pairs of DryMax hiking socks that i would love to give away! Anybody?? Check out drymax here. I am so impressed by this company. I've been running in their socks for about 2 months now and i will never run in anything else. They are made in the good old USA! Well made and it shows.

I've got two pairs right now to give/donate to the right person. Drymax hiking high density. They are really nice and soft too!
Just leave me a comment, why you think you may want to try these socks. Thats it. Something inspiring gets me every time.




















THAT WILL NOT BE ME!!!!

What Would Liz Lemon Do???

Liz Lemon on 30 Rock

For quite some time now I've been convinced that Tina Fey is stealing my thoughts, because I've said and/or done a lot of the things Liz Lemon has said/done - exactly. Even the weird stuff, like making someone do The Worm as punishment (did that to my BFF in 9th grade, haven't had the opportunity to do it as an adult) and the bit about sitting in the dark in her nightgown watching The Love Boat and mixing together orange soda and cream soda - I seriously did the exact same thing as a kid, the I am, however, proud to say that I've never pooped my pants at a buffet, and if I did, I would not stick around for a second plate of shrimp.

And I think it's great that Liz's love life is so realistic as well, and that Tina hits all the right notes despite not really experiencing that herself (since she met her husband at a fairly young age).

I'd fashion a tin foil hat to keep her from stealing my thoughts, but she makes them so damn funny and entertaining, instead of weird and kinda depressing. Now if only I could get a Jack Donaghy in my life to mentor me and to show me how to do that thing that rich people do where they use their money to make more money...

I think there are a lot of women out there who really relate to Liz Lemon. I know I do. Everything from wanting to stay home and order in really fattening, carbo loaded food with extra bread, having trouble getting and keeping a boyfriend. Being an attractive woman, who started off life being overweight and over looked by men, who is now blossoming as a babe in her late 30's (Ok 40's) and doesn't really see it. (She'll always see herself as awkward) When Jack told Liz that the reason why he likes her is because she is weird and a social retard, I screamed..."SO AM I!". In fact, I had a friend once who said that to me, and it stuck.

I don't know, i guess i have some sort of girlie crush on Liz Lemon. She's really hysterical. So, here's the thing:
My therapist, her name is Liz. So, ok wait for it........wait for it......wait for it......
I call her Liz Lemon! Sheesh, that was like waiting for a fart to come and go!

It's pretty cool because she thinks its funny and allows me to call her Liz Lemon. Not sure what that says about her either but i find it pretty freaking rad!!

So, when i find myself in situations where i literally have no clue what to do, i stop and think to myself "What the fuck would Liz Lemon do???" I do. Would she date that guy? Would she eat that crappy cupcake? Would she spend her last dollars on nail polish?? Would she?

Probably not, but i do!! But, just stopping and thinking things through makes an incredibly big difference in what i would do in more treacherous situations. I won't subject you to the perilous ridiculousness of my days, but lets just say sometimes i need guidance.

Fucking Liz Lemon, she rocks!! I don't know how many of you are in any form of therapy and i am not asking, but i am and i am proud. Here is the way Liz Lemon describes it:
You have 50 minutes to talk about whatever the fuck you want to talk about and I Liz Lemon will give you my undivided attention even if you bore me to tears!!! Even if you talk about ridiculous stuff that i've heard 1000 times before. Even if you ask me how fat you look or if i like your shoes or if your nail polish matches your shirt!!! Yep, i will listen! But, i will listen even more attentively if you bribe me with Starbucks lattes and a cupcake once in a while.

Yes, isn't she special? I think so!!!

So, i wanted to ask you guys a question....this should be fun.

So lately, I've been obsessively erasing my google search history, because I'm worried someone will find a weird list of searches similar to "singles yoga" and "scalp pain" when they use my computer.

Here are three things i searched for on google:

• Things prohibited from mailing
  
• yorkshire pudding
  
• world's best cake donuts
  

I...am going to go hang my head in shame. Then go eat a donut!  Notice how 2 out of the 3 are food related.

So, i am asking...what are some of your google searches?  I am so very curious!  

Oh, just to ease your minds, lots of my google searches involve stuff like:

• How to get your mojo back (dude i was asking for a friend)
• What is mojo??
• How to make a mojo mojito?
• Is there scotch involved?
• When you have mojo does everybody see it?

So, yeah those are the normal ones?  The ones i am not mortified to admit!  So, lets have it folks!!!  I want to know your googles searches!!!  Come on, play along nicely!!

So, i will leave you with this great photo! The two people on earth i have crushes on right now!! Jon Hamm and Liz Lemon...ooops i mean Tina Fey!

Dating???? Stay tuned. It may be real!!! Or not!

Liz: Whoa, excuse me, there's a line, buddy.
Man: There's two lines.
Liz: No. No, there's one line; we're in it.
Man: I'm just getting a hot dog.
Liz: We're all getting hot dogs! What, you think there's two lines and we're all in this line? You're the only genius who got in the other line? Can you believe this guy?

So, Let's Get On With It....Being Bad Feels Pretty Good...

No Doubt - Running
Sometimes it's hard to keep on running
We work so much to keep it going
Don't make me want to give up

















I ran a 10K today. Solitary. 6.2 miles. You can see the stats up there. 1 hour 45 seconds. I burned 735 calories and i ran a 9.48 pace overall.

I was 46 seconds away from my goal of running a sub 1 hour 10K. Now, i know that to most 46 seconds is merely 46 seconds, but not to me. To a runner, 46 seconds is a lifetime. I will not regale you with stories about how windy it was. But, it was. Or how the sun was beating down on my cap covered face! But, it did. I won't tell you how about 3 miles in, i dropped my ipod. But, i did that too.

So, i am not sure now if i should go out on every run with a goal in mind. In races its unheard of not to have some sort of goal simmering in the back burners of your mind. You don't tell anybody for fear of having to, well regale them with the stories of why you came in 46 seconds late of your goal.

Shit, it happens. I am not upset with myself for running a 1 hour 45 sec 10K. Nope, thats not it at all. What i am upset at is the utter and complete pressure i put on myself. It takes away from the fun of the run. From feeling free and light and relishing the wind on my face! From taking away the time to, you know, look at the ocean and breath in the salty air. Or to take the time to stop and pet that cute doggie i always see.

Yeah, whatever. It's all good. Setting goals can be a good thing. Gives you focus and determination.

It's all in how you put things in perspective you know:

37 miles per gallon

Created by The Car Connection

I am a fucking hybrid. All the cool kids are driving hybrids.

And i will end with a meme! This one is rather cool.

• My uncle once: took me swimming when he knew i couldn't swim and sort of put me under water for way longer than a 6 year old should be.  I didn't like it.  To this day, i am not a fan of swimming!

• Never in my life: have I set out to hurt someone, including someone who's hurt me.

• When I was five: I thought i could fly to the moon.

• High school was: better than I thought it was at the time.

• I will never forget:  When i lost my virginity!!  HAHA!  Got ya!  No, ok so i will never forget how i felt the first time i went running.  I hated it!!

• Once I met: Tom Hanks on the boardwalk.  He was doing a magazine shoot.  Extremely nice man even though i stood there like a babbling idiot!

• There’s this girl I know: who is a gorgeous special person who is trying hard to live life!

• Once at a bar: I found a $20 bill on the floor under my table. I kept it, of course.

• By noon, I’m usually: writing, or working for my friend.  Editing.

• Last night: I couldn't go to sleep because i ate about 15 brussel sprouts and well, you know what happens.  

• If I only had:  The new Mac book that came out 3 months after i bought the one i currently have!

• Next time I go to church: it'll probably be to see some sort of concert.  I don't go to church.  

• What worries me most:  How much longer my mom can do her thing!  She's slowing down.

• What I miss most about the 1980s is:  The music i guess!

• If I were a character in Shakespeare, I’d be: Puck, from A Midsummer Night's Dream.

• A better name for me would be:  Dorkness

• I have a hard time understanding:  Quantum physics.

• If I ever go back to school: it won't be for grades, but simply to learn things like architecture, philosophy and astronomy.

• You know I like you if: I hug first.

• Take my advice, never:  Leave your house without your ipod or some form of music.

• My ideal breakfast is: coffee, oatmeal with various toppings, and fruit.  Always fruit.

• If you visit my hometown, I suggest you: visit the coney island boardwalk and ride the cyclone!

• Why won’t people: just pipe down, have a beer, and relax?

• The world could do without:  People who hate on others.

• My favorite blonds are:  Marilyn Monroe and Barbara Eden.

• If I do anything well, it’s: letting people be who they are.

• And by the way: I like memes like this one.
  

So, last but not least. I have projects in the works. Just needed to put that out there for the universe. My next post will be entitled "What would Liz Lemon do"? It will be all about attitude. Yeah, so what? I have attitude. It's going to be a good one so stay tuned.

"If you are not willing to risk the unusual, you will have to settle for the ordinary." ~ Jim Rohn

POTUS Uses A Mac....

Shiny Toy Guns - Le Disko
Now hold on to me pretty baby
If you want to fly
I’m gonna melt the fever sugar
Rolling back your eyes

Shiny Toy Guns is a an American rock band from Shawnee, Oklahoma that formed in 2002 in Los Angeles, California. They have released three versions of their studio album We Are Pilots, which featured three singles that peaked inside the top 30 in the U.S. Modern Rock Charts. They are rockin cool. Check them out here My space.















POTUS uses a Mac.
How fucking cool is that? To me, its extremely uber cool. Notice the black pac-man sticker trying to eat the apple. I love it! You know, POTUS goes to the gym too! After he drops his kids off at school. Is raw cool developing a crush on POTUS? Perhaps!!!

I am very sick and tired of being so damn serious here. There is a time and place for that and i think i need a break. Do some fun posts and stuff.

This time of year, evokes fun. Evokes images of sugar plum fairies and peppermint sticks and the nut cracker and ice skating and cool looking sweaters and snow ball fights and cuddling with a warm blanket and a hot cocoa and pumpkin things and turkey and Xmas music and cool winter coats and roasted chestnuts and great december movies and dancing and singing and laughing and sleeping and running and crying and shopping and black friday and white snow and hanukkah and christmas and JAZZ HANDS!!!! Yes, JAZZ HANDS!!!

















I am quite the expert on Jazz Hands. I do it spontaneously and randomly. Here's the thing. I only do Jazz Hands between the months of October thru December. So, i like to call it Holiday Jazz Hands. Again, its random and i look amazing when i do it.


















Here i am, fingers in full splay! Splaying is an art folks. Don't attempt it, unless your fully versed in how. It can cause pain and slight discomfort. I kid you not! Notice the awkwardness of my right hand. I'm pretty sure i over splayed just a bit. It must have been my first Jazz Hand of the season. Needless to say, after that Jazz Hands, i had to ice my thumb for a while.

So it goes. The weekend brings films. I intend to see Slumdog Millionaire. It's only playing in 2 theaters in NYC so yeah, i'm there. I've read it perhaps is this years Juno! Except its Bollywood. Cool right?

In other news, this show is funny Summer Heights High. Watch some of the videos but i warn you, you have to be mature to view them.

So, then some thoughts bullet style:

• I've thought about and made a decision about something thats been bugging me. It is the only decision i could make. So, that makes it the right decision.
• I've discovered that twittering is a lot of fun.
• Then there's good old facebook.
• I am running a 5K race next Sunday Nov 23.  I am aiming for a sub 30 min 5K.  It can be done
• I am running a 5 miler turkey trot on Thanksgiving day.  I am aiming for a sub 50 min 5 miler.  It can be done.
• I'm being all sorts of excitable and distracted all at the same time.  I do not know why.
• I'm allowed to act my age OR act like i'm 14.
• Life would be much easier if i didn't save every single card i've ever been sent.  Again, i do not know why.
• What i'm grateful for most, i think as i head into Friday night is some time and space.
• Not sure why i am having trouble sleeping.  It's annoying as hell.
• I am reading and enjoying this book:  My Life on The Run by Bart Yasso
• My curly hair is curly.
• I don't identify as a geek, and will often deny being one despite being the sort to stroke particularly sexy bits of hardware as i walk by them.
• I'm sort of more into Mac software than PC now even though i like both, because there is just something nice about the way Mac things integrate.  I think its ironic that PC's are recommended for beginners, yet Macs are somehow....easier.
  

So, there you have it. My very first bullet list, Jazz Hands, a cool music video, POTUS using a Mac and a cute list of stuff. I am sure that upcoming posts may or may not contain some serious stuff. Today, not so much.







Color outside the lines folks. It's the only way.

It's Raw not War...

Gym Class Heroes - Cookie Jar
I got a thing for Milano, Biscotti Italianos
And I never turn down some Oreos if you got those
Butter Pecan Puerto Rican,
Or them Oatmeal Raisin Asians.
Hazelnut Brazilians,
Macadamia Caucasians,
Double stuffed or thin mint
It don't matter you gettin' it
Cos I got a sweet tooth that'll never come loose
And the fact of the matter is.
Gym Class Heroes are an American alternative hip hop/indie band from Geneva, New York. Why don't you check em out right here myspace. I wonder though, when they say they can't keep their hands out of the cookie jar...are they talking about cookies??

















It has occurred to me recently that i have not, for the longest time now talked raw. Not to worry, i don't mean raw as in porn or nakie photos. Folks, after all i am raw cool. I used to be 100% raw. Now, not so much. I don't really feel badly about that fact. I just want to think about how far i veered off course and why.

So, this post is inspired by my running friend over at gazellesoncrack. Run to her blog. She provides me with my weekly porn every wednesday. It's great stuff. So, anyway she wrote an amazing post on November 10th called Before and After. Check it out and leave her nice comments please.

So, i started thinking about my before and after. I have tons of photos of myself "after". But, before??? NADA!! I totally hated the way i looked in every single photo so i destroyed them all.

Becoming raw was a revelation. Firstly, i met so many wonderful people. Made amazing friends. Raw people are really where its at. I learned tons. I ate hemp seeds. WTF? I had no clue what they were and i still have no clue what they are. I just know i like them. Then i met this guy rawmodel, yeah i know...swoon!!! He is so totally down to earth and helpful. A special person indeed. If you are interested in going raw or learning about raw, read his blog. It's very inspiring.

Of course, then i had to try some raw restaurants. Yeah, i know what your all thinking....WTF is wrong with this girl??

Try this place if your ever in Manhattan Pure Food and Wine. It's good folks. Raw lasagna. Don't ask me to explain, but lets just say there is no pasta in the raw lasagna. Still, it was delicious.

So, last year November 07 i started out 30lbs heavier than i am right now. No, make that 32lbs heavier. Yeah, i was chunky. I juiced, i green smoothies, i did it all.

Then, i rediscovered my running. My running, as if i own it. I do. It is mine and only mine. Anyway, so i figured hey i'm running, it wouldn't kill me to have some like real pasta would it? It didn't. A bowl of icecream here and then some dare i say it, cookies there and i was on my way to being cooked. Yikes!

Fast forward to today. I am cooked. No question about it. I've gotten flack from both sides of the raw/cooked world. To each their own i suppose. Eating raw is wonderful. It makes one feel light, energetic, healthy and very green. And the raw food movement is really moving. Just today, i was at Whole Foods perusing the ready made salads and stuff and i saw a big sign with the words "RAW" on it. I ran over gleefully and there were 3 raw dishes. Raw lasagna and 2 others that for some reason has flew out of my head. It was nice to see, actually.

More fast forwarding, i am a runner. It's who i am. I love it so. I also eat cooked food. Yikes. i am a runner, who eats. How very trendy. How very 2008! Can you even accept me?? A runner who eats? So i eat very healthy. No meat, no chicken. Fish and lots of it. Sushi too!! My favorite. How can i deny myself

So, i apologize for not having any before photos to show you. I just don't. I have lots of after photos. I've posted some here. If you'd like to see more, just ask. I can do a whole post of photos of me. Yeah, i am that egotistical. Me, me me!!

Oh and one more thing. G-Star rocks.

"Part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you like
and let the food fight it out inside."

-- Mark Twain

Cheap And Cheerful...

The Kills - Cheap and Cheerful
I want you to be crazy
'Cause you're boring baby when you're straight
I want you to be crazy
'Cause you're stupid baby when you're sane
Not that much to say, if you want to listen go here my space. I like them! Nuff said.





































Glass half full of poop!! Simply not acceptable.























Between a rock and a hard place!! Again, simply not acceptable.

Why can't i just be. Not between anything. Just be. Ok, i can be. I will be. I am. HAHA!!! Folks, I'm actually doing just fine. I know i shouldn't question every little thing. I just love that i am interested in questioning every single thing. I like being inquisitive.

I bet you are all being inquisitive and wondering why the fuck i posted a photo of wonder woman right? Or is that super woman? I have no clue really. I had this really great paragraph written to go along with Ms super up there and somehow, perhaps no fault of blogger, it is gone. Can't find it anywhere. I am going to chalk this up to being one of the mysteries of the internet and leave it at that. Just know it was brilliant.



















Friends, you know who you are, i'm here for you!!! But, perhaps tomorrow??? Nah, i am here always....remember that!!!

Be Here Now....

Ray LaMontagne - Be Here Now
Don't lose your faith in me
And I will try not to lose faith in you
Don't put your trust in walls
'Cause walls will only crush you when they fall

I'm here. All the time, every day. I take pride in the way i handle things. Not always though. Used to be that i felt like a failure. A loser dork. I could never understand why i did certain things and then i couldn't understand why i couldn't fix it. I figured if i made it happen, i should be able to make it go away. Never seemed to work like that though.

I always wanted things to be perfect. Then i finally realized nothing and nobody is perfect. If you want perfection go elsewhere. Not here.

So, i started looking at my life and the things i have done. Believe me folks, i'm not talking about committing crimes, i am talking about stuff you can't really take back or do over. Life stuff. Friend stuff. Stuff.

So, then i realized that holding things inside yourself and not being able or willing to just let it go is so very bad. It festers like a bad dream never really ending and its always there in the back of your mind. It makes you pause a few times a day, hmmm i want to get rid of it, but how? How can you get rid of the stuff?

What you need to do is admit it first to yourself and then to others what it is you want out of your head. Out of your soul. I know, i realize this is a painfully honest post but i have to get it blogged. I am not ready to blog it all, but i am ready to say i am sorry.

You learn from every mistake you make in life. At least i do. I did. I also learned that when a person comes clean, which is a very hard thing to do, you accept that. I know how hard owning up to a mistake is. I also know how hard it is for others to own up. So, you cannot hold that grudge. You just can't.

I feel lighter. So much lighter. Everything may happen for a reason, or it may not. I have no clue really. I am just trying to get by day to day. Take care of my mom, make sure she has everything she needs to live a comfortable special life. That is it really.

Perhaps, somebody reading this will know its for them. But, that is not my reason for writing this post. I don't do things to make others feel better or to even make myself feel better, i just do what i feel is right. Noble. Special. I am not asking for credit or validation or anything really. I just need to get this blogged.

I like the name of Ray's song....Be Here Now. I am here. All the time. Everyday. For all of you. If you need me. I am approachable and friendly. I want to be authentic and true to my personality. I want each day i live to be special. For me. Nobody else needs to or wants to live my life. I have to do it all alone.

And i want to Be Here Now. Always in the present. I won't look back at what could have been. Each day that passes will bring new adventure and most importantly change. In the past two days, i have changed. Not in a way that can be seen from the outside, but inside i feel a profound difference. Just believe me, its there. I feel it.

So, lets applaud all those who own up. I, for one am clapping real loud and giving high fives all around.















"The man who can drive himself further once the effort gets painful is the man who will win."

Tonight, we are all winners!

Isn't It Cool? Isn't It Odd? Yes Indeed!!!

The Killers - Spaceman
The song maker says, "It ain't so bad"
The dream maker's going make you mad
The spaceman says, "Everybody look down!
Its all in your mind!"

You all know about my girl crush on Brandon Flowers. I am looking forward to purchasing their new CD called Day and Age on November 24th.

So, post election. I am pretty sure you've read it all so i think i will go on to bigger things. Notice that i didn't say better. Just bigger! Oh and different.

Change and hope are big buzz words now. I think change is great. I don't know about you guys, but i change my screen saver and desk top photo once a week. Usually, its a photo of me on my desktop, but occasionally i will go with a food that i am enamored with or craving. I also tend to change my underware daily. This makes life interesting. Should i go with the bikini or grandma panties today?? Variety is the spice of life right??

Today, on my running friends blog, Marcy she posted a video that i feel compelled to post here. It was creepy and strange and odd all at the same time. It needs to be posted. I need to understand what he was thinking.

So, you all remember Steve Guttenberg right?? The washed up actor who had some movie "exposure" in the 80's i think?? (pun intended) So, he runs half nude. WTF??? I am usually not surprised by what people do, but for some reason this strikes me as so odd. Take a look:



Now, tell me what is up with this man?? Why in the world would he do this? Isn't running half nude all kinds of illegal? What if a bunch of young girls were walking by, wouldn't that sort of be sort of sex offender behavior. Sort of?? In a very out there sort of kinda way???

Don't get me wrong, i am no prude and if running nude were legal i would probably do it in the heat of summer 95 degrees, and i am using the word probably very loosely. It would of course depend on how good or bad my hair looked that day! Then, when the guy asked him where his pants are he sort of grinned and said he had to go!!! ODD!!!

Odd things happen all the time though don't they? Obama was elected wasn't he? Isn't that ODD??? NOT!!! Sorry, i know i said no politics but hey that in itself is ODD!!!

So, the oddities of life huh?? Guess i have to accept and move on. View these oddities through rose colored glasses. if someone thinks about or looks at something with rose-coloured glasses, they think it is more pleasant than it really is. So, Steve's bum is way more pleasant than i think it is right?? And when he bends over to stretch, oh yeah pleasant!!!

















Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we've been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.
Barack Obama

Yes, i know i said i wouldn't but i can't help myself.

I just want to share something. Working the polls was great. There was a young boy that came in with his mom. I know his mom, she is cool. Leo, the young boy asked very politely if he could go into the voting booth with his mom. Sure Leo, i said. They went in, did their thing and came out. Leo came over to me and said "Hey look at this, i am reading a book about Abraham Lincoln and he was a president. Now we are voting for a president. Isn't that funny and cool?"

Cool indeed Leo!! Cool indeed!

History Is Made....November 4th, 2008

I went in with my always peace sign. And i came out, 14 hours later to hear that history has been made. Mr. Barack Obama is the President of the United States.















Simple. Historic. Quite amazing actually. And i was a part of it. Not only in the voting, but in working the polls. It was my pleasure and an honor to be able to do that. I loved every second of being there.

I was able to witness the joy of the first time voter. And the joy of a voter that may very well not be around in four years.

I am just really very overwhelmed.

ROCK THE VOTE!!! FUCK YEAH!!!

Fuck yeah, rap away!!!

The polls are open...almost

Let's dance, like NOW!!!

Let's rap homies!!! Fuck yeah!!!

This election is here and i need to let off steam. I am currently drinking this: Dogfish Head Pumkin Ale

Malty, pumpkin, caramel, brown sugar. What the fuck else do i need???

I feel tipsy, i must go now!!

It's 6.30pm, i may go to bed soon!!!

Peace out!!!

The Polls Are Open....Almost....

I believe tomorrow November 4th 2008 is some sort of special day. Or is it?

Yes, its the time (finally) that we all get to exercise our very rights as a United States citizen to vote for our next President. We get to walk into an old fashioned machine and click that lever. It just takes one click. Thats it.

Then on Wednesday, November 5th 2008 we, the United States will have a brand new spankin commander in chief. It is really so simple, yet so profound.

I cannot tell you the amount of time i spent running and discussing. Sometimes to the point of arguing. It's all cool though, because respect is the word of the day. Let's try to do that tomorrow.

I am working the polls tomorrow. I will enter the room at 5am to set up. Get that old fashioned machine ready for the day ahead. Then at 6am they will come. And come and come. I hope.

I will be there to document it all in my mind. I may take photos for this Polling Place Photo Project. Perhaps. I usually have my camera with me anyway. Although, i am working so i don't want to spend too much time focusing on taking photos.

I am also here to tell you that i respect you all and your choice of who you may vote for. Please, respect me too. Thats all i ask.

Let's rock the vote! Is there any other way??
















I'll leave you with this, because...gosh darn it, it is a favorite of mine:

Be the change that you want to see in the world.
Ghandi

Perfection....2008 NYC Marathon....

Let's go running!!!


There is something extremely magical about running a marathon. It's not so much the time you take to complete the race, as is all the months of hard work that goes into it.















Everything seems so spectacular on Marathon Sunday!! The weather is always stellar and there is excitement in the air. Many people stroll across the finish line in Central Park just to feel it. And you do feel something. You think "I can do that"! You think, next year is my year.

There are so many visuals to the NYC Marathon. From the unbelievable man running with a prosthetic leg to an 85 year old woman sweetly crossing the finish line! You see a man in a specially made wheel chair zipping by. Real fast too. You may see lots of people walking. Don't worry, they are just taking a break for a while. They will run again.

One memory i have from my 1991 NYC marathon is entering The Bronx. A young child of no more than 7 or 8 years old was handing out lovely candies. He was urging us runners to partake in the candy because "it will give you energy like superman". You best believe i took that candy and for the last 6 miles i was "superman".

This is my 170th post. I do not know why this holds significance. But, somehow, to me it does. On January 28, 2008 i asked the question "Does anyone even read my blog"? Guess i have an answer today.

So, lets all cheer on the runners. Some are running a marathon for the very first time. A marathon virgin if you will. My friend Laura, who is an amazing marathoner in her own right put this quote on her blog! I think it pretty much says it all:

"Run the first 10 miles with your head, the next 10 with your legs, and the last 6.2 with your heart."

Great right?
























This woman, next year, NYC Marathon 2009!!! SWEET!