So I’ve started to work out, feeling good about myself- I’m happening. Okay then… so I’m sprawled out on my lounge chair on my porch as evening approaches. Fresh out of the shower, wearing a silk blue nighty (and boxers of course), lotion sparkling on my cleansed skin and a group of guys walk by- “HOLY CRAP!!!!” one or two of the 6 are eyeing me and I’m thinking “Oh yeah I still got it…”
“DUDE check it out… (and I’m smiling as they’re drooling) she has her laptop hooked to her television, that looks AWESOME! OMG that’s a sweet set up!” (once I figured out you can see my geekiness from the streets). I’m half naked, dripping wet, my legs stretched out… and wow.
Back to the exercise ball 
hopefully I can get a flat screen implanted on my chest. In all fairness I was watching an evening with Kevin Smith…
