Posted December 13th, 2008 at 2:29 pm

I was updating the website catalog for a well known clothing brand for female teenagers and came across this bra and panty set that had me wondering: Why would a young female wear this? You may be thinking that it’s perfectly normal for a 19 year old girl to wear a thong, but this isn’t targeted for them. This was something in the brand’s junior collection, so we’re talking about girls between the ages of 12 and up. (Don’t bother bringing up petite girls, because well, this would be covered in their petite section) Certainly no 12 year old girl should have any business with sexy, sheer fabric wedged up their butt. Am I being overly protective? More after the jump…

Posted December 9th, 2008 at 6:35 pm

My weeks are numbered until I hit the big three-zero and I find my body failing to do what its younger self once did. I’m amazed that NBA basketball players are considered to be in their prime at this age, yet I’m struggling to run in the groceries from the car to the kitchen. The past few years I haven’t been as active as my balance between work and play dungeoned me to the office. So exercise had to be cut out. And before I knew it, my body was hit with old age like a ton of bricks.I started something I call construction cardio, which includes activities like drywalling a ceiling in 24 hours, speed painting primer and topcoat, and more. More after the jump…

Posted December 8th, 2008 at 12:14 am

Save yourself a lot of scotch tape and time. Instead, use plastic grocery shopping bags, the cheap, thin ones. Through a heat shrinking method, the wrap will be like the saran-wrap-like plastic on a new box of tissues. The process is easy. Simply seal it in a hot press. Then use a heat gun to shrink it to the gift’s size. 

Check with your local shipping and packaging store for all the items. You’ll need plastic bags, the hot press to cut it, and a heat gun. It should cost you less than $50. It’ll pay itself off in time.

Posted December 6th, 2008 at 5:14 pm

When I was a young booger factory I would count the days till Christmas. So excited was I to open my gifts especially the ones I had begged, annoyed, and threatened my mother to buy me. This year will mark the last time I will be on the receiving end of the gift giving tradition as next year will be Jagger’s first Christmas, putting me in my mother’s shoes. If Jagger is anything as good as me in the tactics of gift lobbying, then I am in for a lot of holiday insanity where parents line up right before the crack of dawn in cold, empty parking lots, preparing to bull-charge their way to grab the season’s hottest thingamajig for their child. My wish after the jump…

Posted December 6th, 2008 at 7:40 am

Our mattress was on it’s last leg — The middle was sagging, the springs were creaking, and the pillow top was ripping. With a baby on the way, Mary had wanted a Tempur-Pedic bed. So off to Sleepy’s we went to test out different models and get prices. More after the jump…