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Friday, August 22nd, 2008
New Diet Program for Men

The fabulous Cait Miller put this out on the author loop recently. Enjoy!

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A guy calls a company and orders their 5-day, 10-lb weight loss Program. The next day, there’s a knock on the door, and there stands before him a voluptuous, athletic, 19-year-old babe dressed in nothing but a pair of Nike running shoes and a sign around her neck.

She introduces herself as a representative of the weight loss Company. The sign reads, ‘If you can catch me, you can have me.’

Without a second thought, he takes off after her. A few miles later huffing and puffing, he finally gives up. The same girl shows up for the next four days and the same thing happens.

On the fifth day, he weighs himself and is delighted to find he has lost 10 lbs as promised. He calls the company and orders their 5-day, 20-pound program.

The next day there’s a knock at the door and there stands the most stunning, beautiful, sexy woman he has ever seen in his life. She is wearing nothing but Reebok running shoes and a sign around her neck that reads, ‘If you catch me, you can have me’.

Well, he’s out the door after her like a shot. This girl is in excellent shape and he does his best, but no such luck.

So for the next four days, the same routine happens with him gradually getting in better and better shape.

Much to his delight on the fifth day when he weighs himself, he discovers that he has lost another 20 lbs as promised.

He decides to go for broke and calls the company to order the 7-day, 50-pound program.

‘Are you sure?’ asks the representative on the phone. ‘This is our most rigorous program.’

‘Absolutely,’ he replies, ‘I haven’t felt this good in years.’

The next day there’s a knock at the door; and when he opens it, he finds a huge muscular guy standing there wearing nothing but pink running shoes and a sign around his neck that reads, ‘If I catch you, your ass is mine.’

He lost 63 pounds that week.

Saturday, June 21st, 2008
Knuckle Draggers Unite!

I’ve been known to be more of a guy than a girl. Why? Because women have gotten a bad wrap, damn it! And some figure that if you’re not the stereotypical female you’re either too good to be true, or you are a ‘knuckle dragger’ like them. And I did NOT give them that name. It’s what they believe their women see them as. So, the term has become one that men (and some women) unite around and are proud to be called. At least I am.

Women, we’re seen as these fickle, complicated, emotional wrecks (especially on TV). We supposedly want to be pampered one minute only to flip the ’spastic switch’ and become Miss Independent I-Don’t-Need-Nobody the next minute. Total bull if you ask me, but then again, I’ve seen my share of female goofballs and tend to wonder…

Part of the problem is that as women, we tend to try to get men to ask like us, communicate like us, and understand us. But I read a book a long time ago called “Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus” and it saved my sanity. I learned not to nag my mate, nor chase him around trying to get him to talk to me when what he needed was to work things out in his own head. The way women help each other is to talk it out. But men don’t do that. Men disappear into their ‘man cave’ and think. Yet we run in there after them trying to get them to talk it out. And sometimes we get burned, not realizing that it’s just the way they are. So let ‘em be.

Anyway, back to the guy thing where I’m concerned. If a knuckle dragger is a person who enjoys peace and quiet, content to let the emotional wrecks get bent out of shape without us, then I guess I’m a knuckle dragger. Hell, even my ex had to admit that he was the complainer/nagger in our relationship, which to me, was a big compliment.

So…Knuckle Draggers unite!

Here’s a joke for those women, like me, who enjoy NOT nagging. Enjoy emotional stability instead of half the month PMS’ing and the other half of the month on her period. Find pleasure in NOT adding a million things to the honey-do list. Enjoy equal parts affection and raunch. Think highly of our men (well, when we have one ;D). And who do love being on the receiving end of chivalry and pampering while still maintaining our sense of self at the expense of no one.

(IF YOU’RE EASILY OFFENDED, READ ON AT YOUR OWN RISK - ROFL!!)

A man was riding his Harley along a California beach when suddenly the sky clouded above his head and, in a booming voice, the Lord said, “Because you have tried to be faithful to me in all ways, I will grant you one wish.”

The biker pulled over and said, “Build a bridge to Hawaii so I can ride over anytime I want.”

The Lord said, “Your request is materialistic, think of the enormous challenges for that kind of undertaking; the supports required reaching the bottom of the Pacific and the concrete and steel it would take! It will nearly exhaust several natural resources. I can do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire for such a thing. Take a little more time and think of something that could possibly help mankind.”

The biker thought about it for a long time. Finally, he said, “Lord, I wish that I and all men could understand women; I want to know how she feels inside, what she’s thinking when she gives me the silent treatment, why she cries, what she means when she says nothing’s wrong, and how I can make a Woman truly happy.”

The Lord replied, “You want that Bridge two lanes or four?”

Friday, June 20th, 2008
Big Cats - Love ‘em (Jaguars)

I posted this over on the Dynamic Trio website a few days ago and thought I’d share it here (duh!)

If you’ve read my books, such as Jaguar’s Rule, Spirit of the Pryde, Primed to Pounce or Egyptian Voyage, you know I really have a thing for large cats. I don’t mean overweight Garfield types, but lions, tigers, jaguars and the like. I was thinking about my need to schedule my family’s next camping trip to enjoy the great outdoors, and a thought came to mind - what would it be like to run up on one of my favorite animals in the middle of the night? I mean, if he wasn’t after ME, of course ;D

Black Jaguar

Ever wonder what a jaguar sounds like? Well, I’ve got an answer for you. Choose from the several selections on the player below, close your eyes and imagine yourself in the jungles of Belize in the middle of the night…

Strangely enough, the sounds didn’t scare me or make me feel afraid. But after you listen to them, tell me whether they curled your toes! Especially, sound clip number three. Whew!

Love, TJ (a/k/a Big Cat Nutball Extraordinaire)