The Itallion Stallion New on DVD

Okay, so Rambo (2008) arrived new on DVD this weekend and I eagerly rented. I've always been a fan of Sly Stallone and all the Rocky and Rambo flicks -- even loved Cliffhanger!

So, I'm not the most objective commenter when I say I thought the movie was great. The action is true 80's style with up-to-date effects. It's more gory and brutal than any of his other movies, bringing to light the true horror of Burmese atrocities. Stallone looks incredibly buff, like he hasn't missed a BEAT all these years. Amazing. At 61, he deserves a great deal of respect for pulling Rambo off. Let's face it-- the man can do action and he can do it well.

I'm on a Sly Stallone "high" again and can't wait to rent Rocky Balboa now. I can't believe I let that rental slide.

In the meantime, here's a clip of him training for Balboa. I shall never complain again at the gym....

It's a Mini Hannah Montana!

What is Baltimore Club Music?

Baltimore Club, also called Baltimore Breaks, Baltimore house, " Knucklehead" and Dew Doo Beat, is a genre of House and Dance music. A blend of Hip-Hop and Electronica, it was created in Baltimore, Maryland in the early 1990s by Scottie B., Frank Ski, Miss Tony and DJ Spen and has since been performed by artists such as Rod Lee, KW Griff, Rod Braxton, Karizma and D.J.Technics. Female DJ K Swift is currently one of the most popular DJ's in Baltimore, with her radio shows on 92.3 WERQ.V-103 was the radio station in the late 80's and during the early 90's that was resposible for getting the music to the masses.

Baltimore Club is exemplified by its 8/4 beat structure and tempos at or near 130 beats per minute. It combines repetitive, looped vocal snippets similar to ghetto house with humorous vocal samples from television shows like Sanford and Son and Sponge Bob SquarePants, and also includes heavy breakbeats and call and response stanzas similar to those found in the Go-Go music of Washington, D.C.. More often than not, the breakbeats are pulled from two records; Sing Sing by Gaz, and Think by Lyn Collins and James Brown. Much like the rave-era sub-genre of Techno music known as Breakbeat Hardcore, Baltimore Club sounds as if the music was purposefully produced in a hurried manner as the each song is made with a limited palette of sounds and is based on a similar templates.

(ref. Wikipedia)

Just plain NASTY...

Got parasites? No way! Nah-uhh... Not in YOUR intestines! .... Right?

Think again.

Around the world, trichuriasis is a very common intestinal helminthic infection, and about one quarter of the world population is thought to carry the parasite. This is just one of many different kinds of parasites that may be living inside of you right now.

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Couples Therapy, Anyone?

Wow- this weekend was a scorcher. 90 degree heat outside and even hotter inside... Huh?

Yes, last night, 'A' and I hosted our first annual "Not-So-Newlywed" Game. Seven couples in all got grilled on everything from the strangest gift they'd ever received from their spouses, to recalling the last time they had sex. (One woman said "yesterday" while her husband said "last week"... Hmmm....)

Many drinks were consumed before we began and as couples competed for the Grand Prize, the heat was on. For the first round, the wives were sent outside while the husbands answered 9 questions. The couples re-convened to guess and reveal answers. In the second round, the men were sent outside and the women had their shot at answering 9 additional questions.

While the entire night was an absolute hoot, here are some of the more memorable responses:

Question: Husbands, if you were to give your wife $10.00, what would she buy?

One husband wrote, "Shoes."
Another husband wrote, "A bra."
Excuse me? In what lifetime?!???
(Both husbands were bitch-slapped.)

Question: Wives, what is the first thing your husband notices about a woman?

Two wives were certain it was a woman's smile.
Ahem. Uh, noooooooo... Not one husband agreed. It was either the legs, boobs or ass. As one husband (whose wife strongly believed it was smile) aptly stated, "That'd be the cans!"



Question: Husbands, when was the last time you has sex?

While some couldn't recall, others knew exactly what time (between Desperate Housewives and the following show...) Yours truly got this one right with "Last night at the beach!"

Question: Wives, who would be at the top of your husband's "Celebrities I'd have sex with" List?

Husbands' selections were Halle Berry, Jessica Simpson, Jennifer Lopez, Jessica Biel, Charlize Theron, Tia Carrere and Jennifer Aniston.

Interesting...

Our Grand Prize winners won a Couple's Night Out/In Gift Package featuring an extra large ceramic popcorn bucket filled with Hershey's kisses, movie tickets, mega-sized candy bars, microwave popcorn, a Blockbuster gift card, and million dollar prize money (notepad)!

Everyone else received a consolation prize of warming massage oil from the Booty Parlor.

Woo hoo!!!! Until next time...

While I’m on the subject of Dobes…

Last Saturday I woke up at 7:09am. Typically, on Saturdays should this ever happen, I'll roll over and sleep some more. Who knows what came over me then, but for whatever reason I shot out of bed and decided I was going to go for a run. In 6 minutes I was dressed and sitting at the base of the stairs about to put my running shoes on.

The very act of me sitting to put on my running shoes, (and these specifically… not my flip flops or any other shoes) must sound like a 3-siren alarm to Cash, because he comes bolting out of nowhere to slither in next to me in hopes that I will take him along.

Being the ever-so-polite canine that he is, he doesn’t whine, whimper or bark at me. He doesn’t jump on me or paw at me. Instead, he casually tries to get me to notice him perhaps thinking that the image of him standing there and my intent to go running will somehow blend together effortlessly in my brain.

How does he do this? He burrows his snout deep deep deep into my hair and sniffs around my scalp. If I don’t “notice” then he proceeds to lay his body across my shoes. And as a last resort, he gets right under my chin, puts his face up to mine and stares into my eyes until I finally have to say, “Oh hi, Cash! I didn’t see you there! What brings you here?”

While I don’t always take him with me, Cash-man was in luck last Saturday.

Off we went and I thought, what a beautiful day. I’m going to make this a great workout and Cash is going to help me by making me run faster. Now, Dobermans can run at speeds as high as 45 mph, and Cash has never moved beyond a brisk walk with me. My goal that day was to pick up my pace enough to see Cash get a teensy weensy bit of air underneath his paws- even if for a few seconds!

Fat chance.

As I huffed and puffed around the trail, I desperately tried to sustain a pace where he would have to, God forbid, jog! But he never did. He just walked and walked. If I ran faster, he’d just pick up the clip in his walk. No air. *sigh*

Nonetheless, he certainly gave me a great workout since I did

run faster. As we headed home, I saw his happy tongue hang out. He reached the front door well before me but then came back out to me and walked by my side. Perhaps he felt bad for me. So slow… Or maybe he was just being the dang good loyal dog that he is saying, “Come on, Mom.. you’re almost there. You can do it. Good job!”

I love my dog.

Have you hugged your Dobe today?

Another perfect demonstration of why dobes are the best dogs in the world!