The Wii is fucking awesome. Ass-fucking awesome.
I love the quote from the old Maxim guy - "It's not size, it's what you do with it that matters."
Shortly after, he said "Honey, that's okay for our first time together" and "No, of course I'm not jealous of all your previous boyfriends."
I'm in love with that girl. Also.
What we really need, though, are more inflatable obstacle courses. Those things rule.
A friend and I bought one yesterday and played it on his girlfriend's 52" TV. Ass-fucking awesome is about right.
A couple of those links from the Times's solid Lede blog.
From where, thou faithless cob-logger?
Are there any Wii games that let you push around a giant adhesive ball of garbage? I'd like to mime doing that.
ogged and Apo must have Google Alerts set up for the words "penis", "erection", etc.
One could almost say that the BBC threw down a cock-block on the entire male population of England.
The Weblog recently hosted a round-table discussion of philosophical cock sizes. Naturally, much of the attention focused on Sartre, who had perhaps the most active cock in the history of philosophy.
I don't know about Ogged, but I do have Google alerts set for penis, cock, and testicles. The presence of testicles in the latest Bond and Mel Gibson movies, though, is making that one more annoying than anything else.
I don't know about Ogged, but I do have Google alerts set for penis, cock, and testicles.
I don't, I just count on the Apostropher to pass on the good stuff. Then I miss it, and post it myself, without giving him credit.
I don't need your piddling crediting, Ogged.
Gah. My roommate and I have now made ten visits to stores, trying to find a Wii. No dice. I think I'll get up early this Sunday and wait in line. It's going to be pretty stupid.
"No nose saddles take the pressure away from their completely."
That's it, we'll call it "cyclist's completely".
Cyclist's penis comes with such great legs!
(And their asses aren't bad either.)
"Why do women have completelys?"
"Because no one would talk to them if they didn't."
On MSNBC, there was a very solemn reporter reminding people to use the wriststraps that come with the Wii, so players don't accidentally chuck the paddles at the TV.
Try to keep up, apo.
I'll try, Ogged, but it's been hit-and-miss ever since I got that new bike.
ten visits to stores
I did this, too, and learned quickly that "12 am on Monday" means "Who knows?"
Then, suddenly, a coworker had an extra one that he was willing to unload at cost plus shipping.
I am firmly against standing in line for video games, though oddly not against paying $300 for them.
24: Most of the retail people I've talked to, both in person and on the phone, have said either "we have no idea" or "we won't be getting any more until after Christmas", the latter of which was clearly bullshit — they just don't want to be bothered by people coming into their store, it seems.
My roommate made nice with somebody at Best Buy who recommended the Sunday morning routine. Now that we're getting into the parents-panicking-about-Christmas season, though, I don't really like my chances.
Hmm, another Winston Churchill joke ...
So this thing about the bikes, this is for real?
We truly accidentally bought two Wiis. One's going on ebay and we're going to give whatever profit there is to charity.
And the wrist straps have been known to break - http://forums.somethingawful.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=2183346 and I think it happened when IGN were reviewing one too, but I can't be bothered to look up that link.
So this thing about the bikes, this is for real?
It seems like a strange situation in which the doctors are mostly agreed, but casual observation doesn't seem to bear out their findings. Let us know.
Let us know.
I think I'll get one a them fancy seats. Empiricism can go to hell.
I was warned off the noseless seats by bike store employees -- they pointed out that if you have to stop suddenly you'll slide off of it and onto the bar, which seems like it might just be trading a chronic problem for an acute one. I got one of the seats with the middle section sort of recessed/cut out, but while I can't argue with the results (or lack thereof), it doesn't really feel any different while riding, making me wonder if it was just an up-sell.
Of course, people who are really serious about getting into shape ride bikes without seats.
OK, time for me to report back from the gym where I have been experimenting with the muscle-up. And the verdict is: may I please be excused from doing the muscle-up. It's hard, and I am tall (or fat, or something).
While I was there I did notice a reasonably cute woman touching her toes not far from my position at one of the weights machines. She was wearing hot pants. And she was touching her toes for a very long time. And she was looking back at us from her head inverted position, no doubt about it.
Would it be inappropriate to have a thread about gym exhibitionism? It exists.
bikes without seats
When I was a kid, I saw a guy ride this kind of bike down a set of concrete stairs. The seat pole went deep into his thigh. It was horrendous. Then he rode home, which made me think him sort of a badass. A stupid badass, of course.
I know someone who rode most of the 180 km in an iron man without a seat after the post broke near the beginning of the section. His run time was, ah, not a personal best after that. But hey, he finished.
Would it be inappropriate to have a thread about gym exhibitionism?
Hardly. And it does exist. Leading to great internal monologues.
"Look at me strut in my sports bra."
"I am a man. I move weights. I grunt!"
"Oh whatever. You, you have no boobs. You, no grunting if you're only doing 20lb on the arm curls, you're embarassing the human race."
I was in a yoga class once when it became apparent that the very attractive young woman in white stretch pants, in the row in front of me friends and me, had no undies on beneath the increasingly sweat-soaked white stretch pants. Hooray!
Despite it being a yoga class, you've never seen greater or more improbable contortions as we all craned our necks so that our eyes faced forward, regardless of position.
It seems to have been worth his while.
Apostropher has done yoga. Apostropher does not currently do yoga.
in front of me friends and me
Scottish yoga, it seems.
36: Sherry had a great post in that vein.
Or pirate yoga. This class was ashtanga, which was distressingly like yoga boot camp.
Well, then, why is Trader Joe's selling these smaller-than-normal cucumbers and calling them "Persian Cucumbers"?
You mean they should be called "Indian Cucumbers"?
43: the phrase "yoga boot camp" suddenly reminded me of the week when my mom took my sister and me to an ashram. God, that was awful. The closest thing to fun was an arctically cold swimming pool filled with opaque green water. I spent the week reading and pretending I was a devout enough Christian to be upset by all the Hindu bricabrac that was lying around.
46: tom, I think your sister's still scarred. She won't let me burn incense and cites the ashram experience among the reasons.
(Not that I'm some incense-burnin' hippie, mind you.)
The Persian/Indian thing has been discussed at length at my blog.
I haven't been in a proper gym for ages, but gym exhibitionism used to be pretty common, in my experience.
The grunting guys who thought they were channeling Thor were more annoying. Obviously.
48: It's a fine line between vegetarian and incense-burning hippie, Stanley.
51: I swear! It was a gift! So was this patchouli!
Stanley, that's just the tip of the iceberg. We also had a friend of the family who made us chant "Om" whenever she babysat us.
More recently I heard that she caught tuberculosis while on a spiritual retreat on an indian reservation. I'm not sure what that means for the validity of the concept of karma.
I'm not sure what that means for the validity of the concept of karma.
Given the forced Om chanting, I'd say it validates it quite well.
Wow, that's one heated discussion.
55: Yeah, I thought it best to leave that implicit.
Favorite gym grunting moment: I hear some guy really letting it all out, but I can't see him. I walk around the corner to see this middle-aged chemist bellowing as he rocks...the thigh abductor.
Also, some of those ED-preventing bike seats are not effective, since they just move soft tissue around so that it's compressing the artery that's the main part of the problem. Or so I was told.
Aw, man. I wanted a cure for everything. Can't I save teh planet by biking without paying an, er, intimate price?
60: like this ?
I've been reading the cycling press for about forty years. Every ten years or so there is a "saddle scare." Some people — well, men — like to set their saddles so the nose is higher, sometimes a lot higher. That may be what causes the trouble. For women, and I would guess for most men, as for me, dead level is best, and there are no complaints.
Wow. Remember when Josh Marshall was one of the serious bloggers?
"The Wii is fucking awesome. Ass-fucking awesome."
Which game is that, and what does the controller attachment look like?