Showing posts with label mac. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mac. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

squash drama



there is not a single sport...activity....or whatever...that promotes more drama than SQUASH...



its ridiculous....whos playing who...? who beat whom? did you hear that this guy lost to a gal? that be me by the way....i got nancy'ed by nancy....nancy aint no ordinary gal either....shes tough and she beat me in front of many onlookers...i still havent recouped from that evening....i find myself in the fetal position every once in awhile.....sucking me thumb...thinking about the match....ill never be the same person i was before i entered that court....






i still hear the laughter....it follows me whenever i go to the MAC....this loss ruined me...






i enjoy the game, but the drama is too much sometimes....just got a call about squash...not business...but fuggen squash! i was kind of rude to the fella...but cfb!!!! its squash and this guy is a ninny...









its ok tho, because me squash is limited these days....no one to play with anymore really....im just the dude that got nancy'ed so there is no glory in taking me down anymore...im the clippers of the squash world.....feast away!






Thursday, February 10, 2011

health...fitness...bullshit


i go to the MAC daily....im on a "health Kick" right....so i work out....i play squash...i stretch before ...after.....ice me back...lift weights.....treadmill....bike...eliptical...stretch....ice...steam....shower....cake on the CLUBMAN (love c man.)...love the smell....wifey hates it...just hates it!...shit makes u feel like a man...i spray 9 times under each arm...9 times with the hair tonic on the dome....powder me privates....and im good to go!


problem is...when walking out...i feel like a god damn old fuggen cripple....i feel 20 times worse than when i did walking in....why? isnt this sposed to be good fer us...? i beg to differ....


for as long as i can remember....the average living age for a human male is somewhere between 72 and 74...i dont think this number has changed much since the invention of the running shoe....aerobics...water aerobics...kick boxing...p90x...and whatever fitness fads that were the flavor of the day...back in the day...


so no matter what we do, we all die right...? i feel like shit right now...played squash sat...sun....wed...lesson today...monday i rode bike....toozday i lifted and did some core exercises...i love playing games....addiction! i cant live without competing...u try it...its impossible to be happy!


i feel like shit....


at 230, i lie down for my last and final attempt at an epidural back injection pain blocker....if this one fails...i either live with this agony...or i go for the game ender....the winnah...go for broke and get my lower locked in permanently! feast er famine....cure or cripple...im leaning towards living with it....thats what real men do....last i checked, i had me twig n berries still....


fuggen werld we live in ...aint she fun..?