When Google Reader introduced commenting ability on shared links some people got all grumpy and took their toys and went to a different aggregator. I have been neutral since the get-go. Until today.
I posted something at Eye on Blogs about how I wished a local website would offer an RSS feed. Eve Batey, whom I share links with in Google Reader, seconded my plea. (Although she was the first one to mention the absence, actually, though in person.) A guy named Andy (who I suspect is the same Andy who writes for for Curbed SF) shares links with Eve, but not with me. Despite that, I could still see his comment offering up the very feed that Eve and I thought did not exist. Someone that may have never seen that post was able to correct it in a very short amount of time.
Companies don’t send me free shit to review on this blog because I curse too much. At least, that’s why I like to think so. So, when I recommend a product on these pages, then you know I really mean what I say. So, hear me:
If you want to dramatically change the way your lower body looks then spend $15 on this DVD. It’s not fun, oh no. And it’s not easy. In fact, after about 3-4 weeks I am finally able to complete all the exercises contained within. Sometimes. It’s basically 45 minutes of squats, pulsing squats, plies, pulsing plies, lunges, pulsing lunges, more squats, then bridges, and these hideous ass exercises wherein you get on all fours and drive your leg into the air about 80 times. But in 3-4 weeks, in addition to a little Pilates here and there, I have noticed a substantial change in how my lower half looks. And mind you, I only do this DVD twice a week. Three if I’m feeling froggy.
You may not be able to walk for a day or two afterwards, but that’s only if you try to keep up with Dolores and friends. Oh, and lady can’t count–that will make you crazy. You often end up doing 22 when the promised number of reps was 20.
My very sweet mother got me a terrific Flip video camera, and it’s so tiny that I carry it with me everywhere. I tape drives over the Bay Bridge, my boyfriend when he’s not looking, or bad behavior on buses. Almost none of this ends up online.
Sometimes I tape myself narrating things. I am usually so embarrassed by my “performance” that that also does not end up this blog. Well, tonight I’m being brave. Here’s what I hope is the first of many little narrated video pieces for Sparkwood & 21, courtesy of Moms. Thanks, Moms.
*Rent with a comma joke stolen, shamelessly, from Zoe Stagg, whose own videos inspired me to make this one.
I am, I’m becoming pretty sure, gonna get a tattoo. It will not be huge, but it won’t be small. It will be comprised of spheres in pastel and other light colors. The colors are what I am really wavering on. The placement is still totally undecided.
I tell you this because I will need someone to put my tattoo on me, since I failed that prison tat class. I have done some googling about where to go, but am seeking advice from those in the Bay Area about artists I might look into. The piece will not be complex, so am not overly concerned about price, as it should take under two hours.
