The Look
There's
been quite the hullabaloo over Miley Cyrus' VMA performance. She's a
child seeking attention, but since she has a lot of dough, perhaps
she should hire some advisers that would explain to her that these
antics don't do her much good.
My
club has a new program called Babilates, that purports to "tone
your body and get in shape as you connect and bond with your little
one". I wish they had this kind of stuff 20 years ago. I might
have bonded with my kids. After the workout I wonder if they head to
Starbucks for a Babilatte.
I
saw this headline recently.
"Researchers
Grow Human 'Mini Brains'"
About
three paragraphs in my blog was mentioned in reference to "tolerance
tests".
I
was driving down 101 Tuesday morning and came upon a motorcyclist
with a pink mohawk on his helmet. I think that is cooler, by an
order of magnitude, than any personalized license plate. And I've
been waiting to use the term "order of magnitude" in this
blog for over six years.
I'm
going for a haircut today. I was talking to my wife last night about
changing up my "look" but she wasn't very supportive. I
told her I was going to go with a buzz cut and grow my beard back at
some point. She said it made me look old. How can a geezer not look
old? We were then watching some TV and caught a report about Rihanna
changing her look on a daily basis. I told my wife that if Rihanna
can do it daily, I can do it once or twice a year. Speaking of
looks, I love this one from the recent Venice Film Festival.
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