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Guess what I can't lift? If your answer is "300 pounds", you're right! Things I learned about the barbell squat today: 1) My 1-rep max is somewhere between 200 and 300 pounds. 2) I can control 300 pounds going backwards toward the ground from a crouch. 3) Even controlled, 300 pounds makes a hell of a lot of noise crashing to the ground. 4) Padding on the floor is a good thing, as is keeping the workout area clear. 5) Ditching that much weight makes for a hell of an adrenaline rush. The only thing broken was a the five-pound weight in the picture. Tags: weightlifting I feel: relieved Listening to: Shiny Toy Guns - Ricochet!
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Alex has decided that we're going to have a Robot War, so I need to go through my Transformers and decide which ones are going to fight his Transformers. I don't think he quite comprehends how many Transformers I actually have. Anyway, as I understand kid logic, the power of a given robot is determined by two things: the robot's size and the awesomeness of its alternate mode. If I were to show up with, say, the Dinobots, the Predacons, and a couple of sharks, I'd have it wrapped up. However, the boy has Pyramidas, who transforms into a gigantic Egyptian pyramid. As everyone knows, ancient Egyptian things rate pretty high on the awesomeness scale. I'll probably just go with the Movie toys. They're durable enough to resist a seven-year-old's attacks, there are several military vehicle alternate modes (oh, and a scorpion!), and the Leaders are fairly large. Tags: alex, transformers I feel: amused
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Finally, robotic beings rule the world! The humans are dead! The humans are dead! We used poisonous gasses, And we poisoned their asses! *does the robo-boogie* 0000001 00000011 000000111 0000001111 Tags: bliteotw, flight of the conchords, robots Current Location: The year 2000 I feel: mischievous Listening to: Guess....
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chrismaverick and I were talking the other day about wanting to bust out our old Africa medallions ("A-F-R-I-C-A! Angola, Soweto, Zimbabwe! Tanzania, Zambia, Mozambique! And Botswana, so let us speak... about the motherland!" --Stetsasonic, A.F.R.I.C.A.) and go old school. Of course, neither of us has those ancient artifacts anymore, but I have something even older. Oh, yes. Oh, yes. It's an Ashford & Simpson t-shirt, circa 1984. Don't hate. In other news, the siren song of Pittsburgh has drawn rottgrub and boadiccea back into our city's steely embrace, so we need to do some reconfiguration of Slackhaus so everyone fits. This is full of win. P.S. I have friends younger than this shirt. Tags: old school, t-shirt Listening to: Daft Punk - Technologic
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