LOL!
Ro looks, awed, horrified, at the collection of beer bottles...the contents of which the YG liver and the livers of a few frirends had endured.
AS you'd see Ro, himself, is somewhat 'tight' ;) 

Aftermath of a few parties

So this was when I was in India in Dec 04...had a few parties at home. And in a week I had more empty 750 ml beer bottles than I needed at the time. So I asked my good friend across from my flat to deal with them and while he was sitting, decently high, I lined them up in his living room.
And took a pic for old times sake.
I can still see Ro's expression when he heard this was a net collection of a few days bottles. LOL 

Random update XLVI

Can a recent writer really suffer from 'writer's block'?
This important chapter seems to be dragging on. It feels like I'm typing all day but when I look at the amount of material I have come up with it...it aint much. Sigh...
An entire 250-300 pg novel. Man...its going to be like a marathon. Just hope I complete it.

LEave you with a few jokes from Snatch
1) Turkish: Fuck me, hold tight. What's that?
Tommy: It's me belt, Turkish.
Turkish: No, Tommy. There's a gun in your trousers. What's a gun doing in your trousers?
Tommy: It's for protection.
Turkish: Protection from what? "Zee Germans"? What's to stop it from blowing your bollocks off every time you sit down?

2) Customs official: Anything to declare?
Avi: Yeah. Don't go to England.

The power of work out

Most friends in India assume I must still be working out. They don't remember the last time I wasn't a workout fanatic. Most folks I know in Calif haven't seen a time when I didn't look like the Hindenburg, about to tragically crash.
Blame it on access issues.
This sounds like a line classically out a "Health sector reform in Niger" text at J Hop Health Systems.
"Transportation forms an additional barrier to access to healthcare facilities. Due to the centripetal distribution of health centers and resources, those bereft of transportation at the periphery also remain bereft of healthcare provisions. Hence, such a situation might require one of two possible solutions:....."

That, in a nutcase (or is it nutshell) was me. An inaccessible gym further aggravated by a severe paucity of time crippled by an almost Germanisque imbibation of beer led to me looking like a 70 yr old Raj or Shammi Kapoor.

But now that I am in the good Bay with weights and a trendy tread mill at home....I'm back in action. Watching my diet like a hawk...turned down a mouth watering slice of pizza in favor of penang tuna (is that sacrifice or what). Hardly put in more than 1200 calories per day and burn way more with long weights and/or aerobic work out. Feeling the fat melt away, and seeing the cut sleeve, bike riding, bandana-ed Yatz emerge out of a shroud of fat.
Watch out ye all...one of these days I might actually get snapped and put up a recent pic.
Yay yipee yay!