I read this article in USA Today about three days ago saying that Americans are burning on average 130 less calories a day at work. That’s no surprise, seeing as how most Americans don’t do shit at their job. I think eating is the most movement at probably 90% of all our jobs.
It may sound funny to some, but that stat is sad. There’s no excuse to let yourself turn into a blob of grease and blubber just because moving a muscle isn’t in your job requirements. That’s just pathetic.
I work in the same situation as most Americans. I sit at a desk, in front of a computer, and there’s no description in my job requirements that ask me to lift any secondary muscles. But that isn’t making me obese, nor is it stopping me from being active for 8 hours of my day.
Every two hours or so, I get up, go to the restroom or head to the break room, then sneak off into my hiding spot and do stretches, then sets of push-ups and sit-ups. It adds up to a pretty good workout each day.
So what all the factory jobs are in China. That doesn’t mean we have to forget about our own health 40 hours throughout the week. Everyone should find time each day to be active, at least twenty minutes. Sheesh, are we that out of touch!?
Greece is broke. They got a €327B debt! That’s around $520 billion dollars, and it ain’t looking like they’ll pay that off no time soon. Instead of just tapping out and filing bankruptcy, they askin’ to borrow more cash, €65B on top of the €110B they just got! Get a job Greece!
Greece went wrong when they decided to participate in this capitalistic game, and then forgot to privatize their damn infrastructure. Now it’s looking like a steep uphill battle to switch the game plan, and the European nations with the most paper are ready to be stingy. Sucks doesn’t it?
How does this affect us though? Well, if the Euro Zone shells out the paper, chances are they’ll keep having to, sending the euro into a downward spiral. That means the dollar will be winning again, but the catch is, we ain’t really got no money fool!
Greece should just call it quits, privatize their energy, financial, and construction sectors, and let their citizens own a piece of the pie. All these bailouts and loans floating around the world’s financial markets recently are all grounds for more trouble.
And while we’re shitting on Greece’s €327B shenanigans, let’s not forget we’re boasting a $14.3 trillion dollar debt in our bank statement. What is we gon’ do!?
I used to love these choose your own destiny books in elementary school. I think I might have checked all the available versions out at my school library by the 5th grade. But really, are our fates predetermined, or do we decide them based on chance?
Personally, I believe fate is the redundant processes of breathing, sleeping, and being born, living, dying, growing, and all the parts of life that are instinctual. But we do make decisions within the paradigm of life. By chance, we have the opportunities to mold and shape our fate. A predetermined life would be close to the life of a tree.
We’re human, and the fact that we can even conceive notions of fate and chance leads me to believe we are the true masters of our fate. I could never leave my fate, or the concept of my fate in anyone’s control besides mine.
A 19 year old woman named Katya Loren was stoned to death by three teenage boys in Crimea, Ukraine because she joined a beauty contest. The dudes justified killing her because she broke Sharia law according to Islam. C’mon son!?
That is the dumbest shit I’ve heard this month. Why the fuck would you kill the baddest bitch in your hood because she got awarded for being the baddest bitch? Do these niggas ever want pussy? They really do have the game all fucked up.
I don’t care what the hell someone told you to believe in, or what you convinced yourself to believe in, killing the best looking chick in your hood because she’s in fact the best looking chick is some degenerative shit to do.
And they really hate our lifestyle here in America. Go figure.
If it doesn’t make you look like a giraffe, then you look like a fish. If you get caught looking like this on accident, okay, not your fault. But just because some model made that face on a runway or on a magazine cover, doesn’t make it a good look.
Look how dumb you look in the photo when you make this face first before you post it on the web.
Dudes look homosexual by default when they make this face.
Look how stupid she looks. She ain’t even got no lips.
Making this face did not help either of their appearances.
Look at this nigga Kobe, looking like a bitch.
And at least do the shit right if you gon’ do the shit.
Look at this fool. He would have looked cool if he wouldn’t have copied them hoes. Now they all look like fish and shit.
Stop making that damn face. That shit always looks stupid. And if you just can’t resist the urge, at least limit it to one pic at a time. Don’t make that damn face in all your photos.
Almost no other song feels more like the summer anthem besides Will Smith’s “Summertime”. Every time it comes on, no matter the season, it makes me happy like school’s almost out. And I’m an adult, I don’t even get summer vacations anymore.
The beat, the flow, along with the imagery in the video make it the most accurate depiction of how my ideal summer should sound and feel. There’s no way you can validate turning this song off once it comes on.
Never, even, heard of her son! She just signed a $1 million dollar 360 recording deal with Sony though. If you know anything about 360 deals, then you know she’s gotta lot of work ahead of her.
The first time I saw her name was via Twitter. One of my boys tweeted that she would be a new problem, and he’s right. She’s white, she raps, she curses, she does drugs, and she doesn’t give a fuck. Kreayshawn is most definitely a problem.
The only work I’ve had a chance to partake in is her single “Gucci Gucci.” I did watch the entire video, and I was definitely listening to her lyrics. I’m gonna go ahead and state the obvious, she’s the Lady Gaga of hip hop.
Only time will tell if she can actually stand a chance in the music industry. But as far as the entertainment industry, she’s got too much potential.
It’s about to be summer, and if you ain’t got no A/C, you’sa damn fool! I tried to live without A/C one summer in New York. You wanna know what happened? I ordered my Black ass an A/C unit.
Just to get one thing clear, it gets hot in every single state in America, and every living person in our great country needs air conditioning in the home. With global warming and all this erratic weather pattern bull, the last thing you want is to die of heat stroke while watching The Price Is Right.
A/C units don’t even cost as much as you think. You can cop a window unit as low as $150. Don’t be a dummy and try to be cheap with that fan in the window foolishness when it’s 95 plus degrees outside.
And you know that light bill is gonna look crazy, so get ready. I usually leave mine on auto while I’m home, and I shut it completely off when I leave. I even get mad when I forget to shut it off, then remember to do so when I’m already out the house.
Whatever the case, don’t be an idiot and have the oven crib. And don’t invite people to kick it at your house when you know your ass is uncomfortable being there your damn self.
I can’t watch no damn racing on television to save my life. Maybe if I were at the actual event I’d be able to appreciate the excitement, but I don’t know.
Dan Wheldon won the Indy 500, and I have absolutely no clue who he is. I do know he’s British. I’m familiar with the Andretti name, and I’ve heard a lot about the chick Danica Patrick, but that’s where it ends for me.
500 laps just seems like so much of a task to sustain my attention. Maybe if there were some living room games associated with the race it’d be more appealing to me. Like if we had to light a blunt every 25 laps, that’s twenty blunts! Or maybe if everyone had to chug a beer and take a shot every 50 laps, that’d make it interesting.
The wrecks are always an attention getter. But like hockey and the routine fights, if there ain’t a huge crash and burn effect to the event, I’m snoozing.
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