Eat more, exercise more

In accordance with my changes, I've been good about eating more food than usual, but none of it white: no flour, potatoes, or rice, and if I must have sugar in my coffee, I can at least pretend it's brown.

Without my scale (they charged me $20 just to return the damn thing, Never Buying From Homedics Again), I'm working with less accurate methods. So here are today's numbers:

• Left bicep: 341mm.
• Right bicep: 353mm.
• Chest: 966mm.
• Waist: 966mm.
• Hips: 990mm.
• Left thigh: 502mm.
• Right thigh: 520mm.

I also managed 31 gluteus medius splits last night. On my way to 50, and then I get to use the weights. Oh, joy.

"Disney Rave Edition"

I spotted a Dance Dance Revolution "Disney Rave Edition" at the local arcade (and yes, there is one still surviving here in Seattle). Mickey scratches records, but it's the way Pluto stands, with his backside to the viewer, wiggling it in your face like a bad parody of Baby Got Back, that is really disturbing.

All it needs is for Chip and Dale to be visibly licking their fingers to get some E and it would be perfect.

The End Is Near!

The crazies are out in force. Twice this week, I've seen guys holding up signs saying May 21st: The End is Nigh, or some other equally pithy "Repent Soon!" message. Apparently, radio preacher Harold Camping has proclaimed May 21st The start of The Tribulation, although he admits that so few people will pass the test that nobody will notice.

We should have a party. Get together and sing "Hey, Hey, Bye, Bye!" Drinking starts at midnight.