Time to PUMP (part of) YOU UP!

 It is with shame that I admit to letting my body go to hell over the previous few months.  I got off my exercise schedule and honestly, just didn't give a shit about much of anything.  However, I recently rediscovered my motivation; a chubby dude with spindly arms isn't a good look.  Time to do something about that!  I'm still rebuilding my endurance, but have rediscovered my body's complete lack of harmony, when it comes to building muscle.  I'm blessed that seemingly one pushup will result in my shoulders gaining definition and bulk.  Where I'm not so blessed are my biceps.  If I built myself to the point I could curl a Buick, my biceps would still be "meh" and that, like oh so many things, pisses me off.  It's quite frustrating to repeatedly pick heavy shit up, then put it down, only to see negligible results.

At least Netflix has added a bunch of new content that will make me forget I'm on a treadmill.  As further confirmation I'm fucking old, I got super excited that 'In the Line of Fire' and 'Shooter' recently became available.  Yes, I've seen both of them a hundred times, but they still do the trick.  

What I find interesting is how my life experiences have provided additional 'little shit I notice' in each movie.  'Shooter' is about a sniper and I've learned a ton about long distance shooting since the last time I watched it.  And one of the first scenes of the Eastwood movie takes place at the Old Ebbitt Grill, which had become my favorite breakfast spot in DC.  They have a dish called Eggs Chesapeake that's the absolute bomb.  It's a riff on eggs benedict, but skips the Canadian bacon for an amazeballs crab cake and the Hollandaise is flavored with Old Bay.  I highly recommend stopping by, if you're in DC.  I know I won't be stopping by any fucking time soon.

Seems this entry followed my typical structure; begin with something I'm pissed about and finish with a dig on Kansas.  My work here is done. 

Marketing Excellence - Cam Girls

 Over the past few months, I've popped on and off one of the cam sites, for a bit of entertainment.  I'm rarely in a room for more than a minute, so it really is a short diversion.  Because I'm a freak, I like to find electrical outlets on the set of those girls who state their location to be the US, but have heavy Eastern European accents.  You can't fake infrastructure and if you were in NYC, you wouldn't have a round, three pronged plug.  I also note other trends I see, because that's what I do.  Yes, I'm really fucked up.

Anyway, back to the marketing excellence.  It's no surprise that a majority of the girls are from Eastern Europe as they have a whole industry around cam sites, with entire multi-suite studio facilities.  So, while many obfuscate their location with "Europe" or "around the corner", many do list their actual location.  There are typically several girls who list Russia as their location. That is until recently.  It hit me that if I were a cam girl and wanted to maximize my tips or at least not get hammered at the moment, I'd make damned sure my location wasn't Russia or even better, I'd list it as Ukraine.  "This poor girl is stuck in a war zone, I'll tip generously."  So, I went on a cam site today, searching for such trends (again, I'm a freak).  I tallied up the number of women from the first two pages (there were 59 pages total!!!) who had either Russia or Ukraine as their location.  Of 180 girls, 15 were now from Ukraine and only 1 from Russia.  I'd been subconsciously maintaining a view of who was from Ukraine, as tensions increased and while I don't have hard data, I know damned well there weren't a third that many before this week.  In fact, there's one who I've watched in the past, who I know damned well isn't from there.  On the flip side, there were significantly more from Russia a week ago, versus today.  

If that isn't excellence in marketing, I don't know what is!