Walking my Fat Dog Lola and singing "Bad Bitch" to her...As my hips gyrated to my obvious Angelic voice I thought to myself:

1. I should stop
2. How much brandy did I put in my coffee???
3. I need to do some weights

So I got home and ordered a curl bar, weight bench and a very nice rubber MATT.

Hold on!  Imagine this:

A rubberize weight set MATT with a picture of MATT Damon and some famous quote of his!

Fucking genius!

"Can he be naked Noodles?"-Asked Evil_D

"You know he will." I'll answer softly under my breath.

Anyhoo, won't get here for a minute, but when it does I already set up a place for it and not going to go hard, cus I'm old and brittled like a Butterfinger left in the sun.

But I will up my red meat intake and see if I can get semi nice for when I go back to Cali in October...Gives me enough time.

Give the ladies something to talk about!

"What about the sexually confused young men Noodles?"-Nirvam asked nervously.

"Stop calling yourself young Nirvam...That ship has sailed!!!"-Yelled an angry Noodles envious of Nirvam's hair...Large warm tears falling from his soft face as he faced the non-existent window in my bedroom that I'm making up for this scenario.

But on the real...I did order that and am excited to hit the weights.