After The Ride

Last night Maddy and I went in for a massage at a place recommended by one of our friends who has muscle issues and gets massages all the time. Because she has to go all the time they cant be expensive. She sends us to a Thai massage place in Studio City that charges $40 for an hour.

It was the best massage ever. Its like yoga but they do all the moves and stretching for you, they massage your face, head, legs and the best part is at the end they place a towel with mint on your face.

Let's Ride

Maddy and I recently got bicycles so we can spend more time together as well stay in shape. She has gone out with me a few times. She has a hard time doing it with her tight schedule of work, banjo, dinner and sleep requirements. I often end up going alone or riding on the trainer stand in the backyard. It's fun and I feel better for doing something healthy.

I have gone out with my neighbor a few times he is real good. I see him riding on one of his project bicycles and see if he wants to go for a ride tomorrow he says sure. I'm thinking maybe like ten or fifteen miles we end up riding for almost THIRTY EIGHT miles by the time we get home I'm almost dead. The worst is that we live on a hill a steep hill so no matter how tired one is you still have to make it up the hill. My neighbor just jams up the hill while I barely made it.

Today I am very sore.

Fashion

I dont get what is on the minds of womens clothing designers.

The other day I went shopping with my cousin. It turns out that designers are bringing back what I'm calling "The Jordache Look." You remember circa 1985 the high waisted pants that were a pain to get on and never looked as good as you thought they they would and sitting looked like it HURT.

I know I'm a male, but some of my best friends are women and I don't want to seem them go through this AGAIN, besides low waisted jeans look better (no whale tail though).

Construction

They have been working across the street on a new house. This has been going on for about a week or so and the hill is pretty torn up.

Today I was watching them destroy my view when a man drives up in a white car gets out and tells the men to turn off the equipment. He proceeds to ask if they have a permit to do grading. They don't, doh! Did they have a guy come out and do soil samples? the head guy says, "I don't know." Inspector says, "You don't know much for a guy who is suppose to be in charge. Look, you are shut down till you get the permit. Take a long weekend boys."

So they are working on a super steep hill with huge equipment removing truck after truck of dirt and don't know if the hill is gonna fall on you and make a mess in the street?