This pretty much sums up John and Shannon.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Operation strong John
Now that operation skinny John has been a success (even if I had some help), it is time for operation strong John. I have employed the services of one Noel Fuller of Foster Fitness to help me out. The goal? Keep it around the same weight I am now (200) but swap a few pounds of fat for a few pounds of muscle.
The tools so far? An hour of cardio a day at least 5 days a week, a punishing weight workout 3-4 days a week, and an ever evolving commitment to eating and drinking well. That last one is gonna be tough.
Cancer update. I go in for a PET scan Friday. I don't know why exactly, but it has something to do with my dosage of Gleevec I think. I don't mind because scans are fun and I've already hit my max out of pocket for the year... Which is good because check this out. Holy shit!
Oh, and this is supposedly how Gleevec works. AH!!!! It's all crystal clear now! No wonder it costs as much as this for a years worth!
The tools so far? An hour of cardio a day at least 5 days a week, a punishing weight workout 3-4 days a week, and an ever evolving commitment to eating and drinking well. That last one is gonna be tough.
Cancer update. I go in for a PET scan Friday. I don't know why exactly, but it has something to do with my dosage of Gleevec I think. I don't mind because scans are fun and I've already hit my max out of pocket for the year... Which is good because check this out. Holy shit!
Oh, and this is supposedly how Gleevec works. AH!!!! It's all crystal clear now! No wonder it costs as much as this for a years worth!
Friday, February 20, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Thank You McMillers!
For this
John is better than chocolate
Do it with John (I like this one)
John for your kids! (LOL)
John. The power on your side.
Think different, think John.
John is better than chocolate
Do it with John (I like this one)
John for your kids! (LOL)
John. The power on your side.
Think different, think John.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Sunday, February 08, 2009
Dear Rihanna
So, I hear things aren't working out great with you and your boyfriend. It happens.
As an I alternative, my I offer my services as your beau. I'm smarter, bigger, older, and infinitely more mellow than Mr. Brown, and I have a long, long track record of NOT hitting women.
Further, I have experience with performers and their needs. My wife, who has given her approval, is a dancer. I'm used to the fact that you would be spending VAST amounts of time away from me while rehearsing, performing, giving appearances, and everything else that makes up your career. I've consigned myself to the fact that the only real contact we would have for a long time is an occasional brief, intense, physical interlude...
It's OK, baby
As an I alternative, my I offer my services as your beau. I'm smarter, bigger, older, and infinitely more mellow than Mr. Brown, and I have a long, long track record of NOT hitting women.
Further, I have experience with performers and their needs. My wife, who has given her approval, is a dancer. I'm used to the fact that you would be spending VAST amounts of time away from me while rehearsing, performing, giving appearances, and everything else that makes up your career. I've consigned myself to the fact that the only real contact we would have for a long time is an occasional brief, intense, physical interlude...
It's OK, baby
Thursday, February 05, 2009
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Sorry for the lack of updates....
Well, it's not like anyone is hanging on my every word but I kind of feel like a blog is a commitment and I haven't been living up to mine.
Anyway, here's why. I don't have anything to say. Shocking, huh? I mean, I can at least usually come up with a dumb (or wildly inappropriate) joke, an offensive opinion, or a picture of cock flavored soup. But for now, I don't seem to be able to pull anything out of the old bean. However, I've been thinking about this and I think I have it figured out.
Ready?
My body is at least a month ahead of my mind right now. It just occurred to me, or more accurately I just remembered, that when my whole wacky ride started on December 3rd, I made a decision to surrender my head. My body was where the fight was, so that's where I would focus my energy. I distinctly remember saying to myself "I will simply go where I am told to go and do what I am told to do until this is over". I quit thinking because I couldn't think about what was going on and do what needed to be done at the same time. The few times I tried, I fell apart.
So now the body is getting to the end of its ordeal. Yeah, I'm skinny and I have a lot of weights to lift, cardio to do, food to eat, yadda, yadda.... I can do that stuff without thinking. That's just will. However, the mind is beginning its trip, and it promises to be interesting. I can afford to think now, and I find myself doing it. All the things that I shoved off to the side to "deal with later" have realized that later is now and are demanding a share of my attention equal to or greater than what the body got. This is proving to be a bit more difficult than I thought it would be. Well, that's a lie. I didn't think about it at all. Probably not the smartest way to address that sort of thing, but hey when you're basically just a dumb redneck from the sticks you do what you can. For most situations, that means throw a band-aid on it and walk it off. That's not working really well here.
So, I'm asking a bunch of questions and feeling a bit... Lost? Mortal? Guilty? Scared? I don't know. Maybe just "feeling a bit" was accurate enough. The first few leaks have shown in a dam that had to break sometime. I'm kind of stuck between frantically trying to patch it and simply moving out of the way to watch it go.
I'll figure it out, eventually. In the meantime, my body is still available and all things considered that's not too bad.
Anyway, here's why. I don't have anything to say. Shocking, huh? I mean, I can at least usually come up with a dumb (or wildly inappropriate) joke, an offensive opinion, or a picture of cock flavored soup. But for now, I don't seem to be able to pull anything out of the old bean. However, I've been thinking about this and I think I have it figured out.
Ready?
My body is at least a month ahead of my mind right now. It just occurred to me, or more accurately I just remembered, that when my whole wacky ride started on December 3rd, I made a decision to surrender my head. My body was where the fight was, so that's where I would focus my energy. I distinctly remember saying to myself "I will simply go where I am told to go and do what I am told to do until this is over". I quit thinking because I couldn't think about what was going on and do what needed to be done at the same time. The few times I tried, I fell apart.
So now the body is getting to the end of its ordeal. Yeah, I'm skinny and I have a lot of weights to lift, cardio to do, food to eat, yadda, yadda.... I can do that stuff without thinking. That's just will. However, the mind is beginning its trip, and it promises to be interesting. I can afford to think now, and I find myself doing it. All the things that I shoved off to the side to "deal with later" have realized that later is now and are demanding a share of my attention equal to or greater than what the body got. This is proving to be a bit more difficult than I thought it would be. Well, that's a lie. I didn't think about it at all. Probably not the smartest way to address that sort of thing, but hey when you're basically just a dumb redneck from the sticks you do what you can. For most situations, that means throw a band-aid on it and walk it off. That's not working really well here.
So, I'm asking a bunch of questions and feeling a bit... Lost? Mortal? Guilty? Scared? I don't know. Maybe just "feeling a bit" was accurate enough. The first few leaks have shown in a dam that had to break sometime. I'm kind of stuck between frantically trying to patch it and simply moving out of the way to watch it go.
I'll figure it out, eventually. In the meantime, my body is still available and all things considered that's not too bad.
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