Hey Ladies, Get into this Van and Take off Your Shirt

creepy windowless van

Today at work a van much like this one came to the parking lot to do mammograms. I don’t know about any other women, but to me it just seems weird to get a mammogram in the parking lot.

I wonder if it drives around local neighborhoods ringing a bell and playing music like the ice cream truck. “Mammograms! Get’cher mammograms here!”

Am I the only one who thinks this is weird? The idea of a mammogram doesn’t sound appealing to me in general, but especially one in a van.

Not-So-Barely Legal

this is a photo someone took of me while I was surfing the interwebs.

You know that self deprecating friend who is always looking for a compliment by saying something bad about herself and asking for your opinion? Like the skinny brat who says, “Oh my God, I am so fat!” or the one with the perfect coif who complains, “I just hate my hair today.” I hate women who do that. So let me be clear, I am not that woman.

Why Can’t I Join Gold’s Gym?

almost as hard as my pecs

Who knew joining a gym could be so damn hard?

I have been researching various gyms in my area and near my office because I want to join one. My elliptical machine works fine, but the electronic calorie counter is broken, and I really like to watch the calorie counter. The final push I needed to get my butt in a gym is that my awesome new company pays for half of my gym membership.