Fat Rock here.
Well, the first two episodes of More To Love are out on Hulu or network TV if you've got the time. Seems I'm right so far. Bunch of plus sized girls. One moderately attractive guy (so says my wife. I think he looks like someone I work with, who I don't like. So I think he looks like a jackass.) that they all get catty over. They all get introduced, we all meet them, and all they talk about is fat fat fat fat fat fat. I mean, I know it's a show for "average" people to find love, but come on, you have NOTHING else to discuss other than your weight? Also, telling said bachelor that you've "never been loved" may seem a bit needy. But from what I can tell,a LOT of these women have borderline personality disorders (or, typical reality show contestants) that have nothing to do with their weight.
One thing that did piss me off. One girl was eliminated for being too smart. She was a Rocket Engineer. Smart girl, probably makes good on the dough front. (insert "doesn't look like she's missed a meal" joke here) Why be intimidated by a smart woman? I'm not. My wife has an advanced degree, I don't. I'm proud of her, not threatened by her big delicious brain. But the smart girl got dumped quick. I guess only vapid fat chicks need be on these shows.
*sigh* Well, at least 2 of the girls both of us liked made it. Bonnie and Tali have made it through so far. Good luck girls! You seen nice and normal!
Fat Rock.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Sunrise
Hello!
Long time no see! We are officially moved, and the proud owners of a digital camera. A moving post will hopefully be coming soon, but until that time, here are some pretty pictures from this morning.
Very early this morning.
Fat Rock and I ventured to the beach to enjoy the sunrise. This was actually Fat Rock's idea. Before we were married, he lived in an ocean-front off-season rental, and frequently got to enjoy the sunrise while getting ready for work. As he is both a morning person and a romantic, he decided to share this experience with me.
We woke up early. 5:45 early, on a Sunday. We were able to get dressed and into the car by 6AM. WITHOUT coffee.
Dunkin' Doughnuts was still closed.
Dunkin' Doughnuts was still closed.
But traffic is non-existent at 6AM on a Sunday. We made it to the beach in 10 minutes, versus the 20 or so it usually takes. We also found out that parking is free until 8AM. HOORAY!
We spread out our blanket and sat down.
We watched birds.
We also watched the other people on the beach. Yep, we weren't the only ones there. Amazing. It looked like most of them were tourists, with the possible exception of that drunk guy sleeping on a bench, complete with open bottle.
We watched the sky brighten up.
Then we watched the sunrise.
Beautiful.
Watched some more birds
Then it was time to head back to the car. Over the past year, the town has updated the boardwalk, trying to make it more "family friendly." It looks nice, but still smells like beer.
On the way home, we stopped at the now-open Dunkin Doughnuts. Hooray!
We had a great time. I only wish sunrise wasn't so early!
Lemur Queen
Sunday, June 28, 2009
"More to Love": Judgement Before I've Seen It.
Ok, let's get this off my chest first and foremost: I'm called Fat Rock for a reason. I am a heavy guy. I weigh over 250 lbs, and it's not muscle. That aside, I don't think I'm looking forward to "More to Love", coming out this week on Fox. The premise of the show is that the "Real Women of America" are not skinny and thin and models like most reality show women, and they need love too.
Normal people, needing love? What a novel idea! They already tried that, didn't they? Average Joe was supposed to be a show featuring average guys all competing for the hand of some beauty queen. Yeah, they touted that the whole purpose of the show was that TRUE beauty was more than just skin deep and that the bevy of guys they lined up were desirable men. That worked great until halfway through the show, when they brought out a bunch of vapid himbos (Himbbo: Male Bimbo) to try out for the lady. Guess who the lady chose? The hot guy. So, they aired a second season, taped during the same time as the first so as not to skew the results. Guess what happened with that one? Yep, hot guy won. Average guy lost. Only on season 3, when the girl involved already knew what the show was about, did the average guy "win".
So what's going to happen here? A gaggle of plus-sized women who have been told they're going to find their dream man are going to show up. Then they compete for the guy. But during the show there's going to be a makeover portion. So, even on a show where they are supposedly celebrating the average woman, Fox is going to tell them they aren't pretty enough or thin enough and so we're going to make you better. Who knows, maybe halfway through the competition a bunch of models will come in and compete for the guy. If that happens, I'd put money down that the "average" girl's gonna lose. Why? Because in real life, real beauty counts, but on reality TV, it's all about looks. And they're full of crap if they say otherwise.
I'm not happy, as it seems that a mixed message is being sent out regarding body image and type. And they're being patronizing as hell while they're doing it.
I know I'm no George Clooney. Part of the reason why I can do all the crap I can, is because I learned it to increase my attractiveness. And I couldn't afford plastic surgery and lipo. Know what? It worked. "Inner Beauty" won out and I am married to a great woman. She even thinks I'm cute. I'm sure that opinion has been helped by the fact that I can cook, clean, sew, do minor home and automotive repairs, paint, decorate, can dress and am good with animals and children.
Also, my study of martial arts has enabled me to give bitchin' massages.
Ok, I've worked off enough steam. I feel better.
Fat Rock.
Normal people, needing love? What a novel idea! They already tried that, didn't they? Average Joe was supposed to be a show featuring average guys all competing for the hand of some beauty queen. Yeah, they touted that the whole purpose of the show was that TRUE beauty was more than just skin deep and that the bevy of guys they lined up were desirable men. That worked great until halfway through the show, when they brought out a bunch of vapid himbos (Himbbo: Male Bimbo) to try out for the lady. Guess who the lady chose? The hot guy. So, they aired a second season, taped during the same time as the first so as not to skew the results. Guess what happened with that one? Yep, hot guy won. Average guy lost. Only on season 3, when the girl involved already knew what the show was about, did the average guy "win".
So what's going to happen here? A gaggle of plus-sized women who have been told they're going to find their dream man are going to show up. Then they compete for the guy. But during the show there's going to be a makeover portion. So, even on a show where they are supposedly celebrating the average woman, Fox is going to tell them they aren't pretty enough or thin enough and so we're going to make you better. Who knows, maybe halfway through the competition a bunch of models will come in and compete for the guy. If that happens, I'd put money down that the "average" girl's gonna lose. Why? Because in real life, real beauty counts, but on reality TV, it's all about looks. And they're full of crap if they say otherwise.
I'm not happy, as it seems that a mixed message is being sent out regarding body image and type. And they're being patronizing as hell while they're doing it.
I know I'm no George Clooney. Part of the reason why I can do all the crap I can, is because I learned it to increase my attractiveness. And I couldn't afford plastic surgery and lipo. Know what? It worked. "Inner Beauty" won out and I am married to a great woman. She even thinks I'm cute. I'm sure that opinion has been helped by the fact that I can cook, clean, sew, do minor home and automotive repairs, paint, decorate, can dress and am good with animals and children.
Also, my study of martial arts has enabled me to give bitchin' massages.
Ok, I've worked off enough steam. I feel better.
Fat Rock.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
A belated thanks
This weekend was the 16th Annual Dilli Dash, set up as a benefit to the crew of the USCG Diligence. A bunch of really fit people show up and run and the proceeds benefit the officers and crew of the ship. Not entirely sure HOW it benefits them, but we're a pro-military family here, so we go anyways.
In our town, there is a farmer's market which starts at around 8. The Dilli Dash also starts at around 8. So, traffic is blocked off and the farmers can't get to their stalls because of the race. Most of the sellers are cool with it. Some are hippies and don't like the armed forces, but they're also usually pacifists and won't do anything about it. Then there's the Tarheel Beef guy.
Asshole.
Last year at the Dilli Dash the slow runners were being plagued by this guy. When a race starts, the slow people line up in the back so they won't hold up the fast folks. It's common courtesy. So when the race starts, the walkers, the stroller pushers, and the fatties are always in the back and not moving too fast. Last year as soon as the race started the barricades where lifted and the cars were allowed to follow the racers up to their stalls. The Tarheel Beef Guy was in front of the line, and RIDING THE ASSES of the fatties. He was also leaning out his truck window and yelling. Also, honking the horn. Jackass. It's not like the fat guys don't know they're slow. They're doing the best they can. The Beef Guy is a fattie too, so he should understand. But he didn't. So he followed the slow people, honked, yelled, and tailgated them all the way to his assigned stall.
The Coast Guardsmen noticed this. Kinda hard not to. Fast forward to the next race, about 2 weeks after the '08 Dilli Dash. The racers are all lined up. The farmers market vendors are lined up all behind them. Fatties are in the back. Tarheel Beef Jackass is in the front of the vendor convoy. About 5 mins before the race starts a bunch of Coasties start forming up at the rear of the race. They form up, about 4 men wide and 6 deep. Not a large formation.
Then the race starts. The fast people take off. The pack of average runners ambles off. The Coasties don't move. The Fatties, Walkers, and Stroller Pushers move out, making a slow exit from the starting area. The Coasties start a very slow walk. Very Slow. Behind everyone. The barricades lift, and the vendors vehicles start towards their stalls. In the very front once again is the Tarheel Beef Jackass. As soon as the barricades are lifted he moves quickly to get right up the butt of the slow runners.
But this time something different happens. There are 20 or so very fit men moving oh-so-slowly up the street. In formation. Blocking his path. The Tarheel Beef Jackass rolls down his window and starts fussing loudly the the Coast Guardsmen. The Coasties, still moving slowly up the street, turn and give the stink eye to the Tarheel Beef guy. The Tarheel Beef Jackass, winces, reconsiders being an asshole for the day, and promptly rolls up his window and shuts the hell up.
So, this problem didn't happen this year, but I wanted to make sure that the Coasties got some recognition for last year. Even though I'm not a runner, I appreciate you guys protecting the slow ones from bullies.
Thank you.
Fat Rock.
In our town, there is a farmer's market which starts at around 8. The Dilli Dash also starts at around 8. So, traffic is blocked off and the farmers can't get to their stalls because of the race. Most of the sellers are cool with it. Some are hippies and don't like the armed forces, but they're also usually pacifists and won't do anything about it. Then there's the Tarheel Beef guy.
Asshole.
Last year at the Dilli Dash the slow runners were being plagued by this guy. When a race starts, the slow people line up in the back so they won't hold up the fast folks. It's common courtesy. So when the race starts, the walkers, the stroller pushers, and the fatties are always in the back and not moving too fast. Last year as soon as the race started the barricades where lifted and the cars were allowed to follow the racers up to their stalls. The Tarheel Beef Guy was in front of the line, and RIDING THE ASSES of the fatties. He was also leaning out his truck window and yelling. Also, honking the horn. Jackass. It's not like the fat guys don't know they're slow. They're doing the best they can. The Beef Guy is a fattie too, so he should understand. But he didn't. So he followed the slow people, honked, yelled, and tailgated them all the way to his assigned stall.
The Coast Guardsmen noticed this. Kinda hard not to. Fast forward to the next race, about 2 weeks after the '08 Dilli Dash. The racers are all lined up. The farmers market vendors are lined up all behind them. Fatties are in the back. Tarheel Beef Jackass is in the front of the vendor convoy. About 5 mins before the race starts a bunch of Coasties start forming up at the rear of the race. They form up, about 4 men wide and 6 deep. Not a large formation.
Then the race starts. The fast people take off. The pack of average runners ambles off. The Coasties don't move. The Fatties, Walkers, and Stroller Pushers move out, making a slow exit from the starting area. The Coasties start a very slow walk. Very Slow. Behind everyone. The barricades lift, and the vendors vehicles start towards their stalls. In the very front once again is the Tarheel Beef Jackass. As soon as the barricades are lifted he moves quickly to get right up the butt of the slow runners.
But this time something different happens. There are 20 or so very fit men moving oh-so-slowly up the street. In formation. Blocking his path. The Tarheel Beef Jackass rolls down his window and starts fussing loudly the the Coast Guardsmen. The Coasties, still moving slowly up the street, turn and give the stink eye to the Tarheel Beef guy. The Tarheel Beef Jackass, winces, reconsiders being an asshole for the day, and promptly rolls up his window and shuts the hell up.
So, this problem didn't happen this year, but I wanted to make sure that the Coasties got some recognition for last year. Even though I'm not a runner, I appreciate you guys protecting the slow ones from bullies.
Thank you.
Fat Rock.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Bored on a Friday Night
Hail All.
Fat Rock is back. Not that you cared. We've been working on our new house for a while, and now we're nearing completion and an actual move in day. Of course, once we move in I'll drop this again so I can unpack all my crap. More on that later.
But my wife and I are big fans of Netflix. Since we hate wandering around the Blockbuster paying $5 per movie, we just get the $9 a month deal with as many movies as we can watch, one movie at a time. Best thing about Netfilx though, is the Queue. We put all the movies we want to see on there, and they ship them in order that we put them on the list. The Queue gets pretty long, so sometimes the movies we put on there we forget about untill they show up at our door. Lemur Queen is particularly bad about updating and ordering the movies, which has enabled me to get such gems as KING BOXER and FIVE DEADLY VENOMS delivered to our door. The Queen is going to give me my commupence though, as I'm sure there's at least 3 seasons of Jon and Kate Plus 8 coming at some point. *shudder*
Anyways, just wanted to give you all a head's up.
Fat Rock is back. Not that you cared. We've been working on our new house for a while, and now we're nearing completion and an actual move in day. Of course, once we move in I'll drop this again so I can unpack all my crap. More on that later.
But my wife and I are big fans of Netflix. Since we hate wandering around the Blockbuster paying $5 per movie, we just get the $9 a month deal with as many movies as we can watch, one movie at a time. Best thing about Netfilx though, is the Queue. We put all the movies we want to see on there, and they ship them in order that we put them on the list. The Queue gets pretty long, so sometimes the movies we put on there we forget about untill they show up at our door. Lemur Queen is particularly bad about updating and ordering the movies, which has enabled me to get such gems as KING BOXER and FIVE DEADLY VENOMS delivered to our door. The Queen is going to give me my commupence though, as I'm sure there's at least 3 seasons of Jon and Kate Plus 8 coming at some point. *shudder*
Anyways, just wanted to give you all a head's up.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Home Sweet Home
Sorry for the lack of posts. It's not because nothing has been going on in the Fat Rock/ Lemur Queen household. Au Contraire. We've been busy. With what? Why buying and improving on our house, of course!!
Yep. In less than a month, we will be leaving the fortress, and moving into our own home. 1400 square feet of FREEDOM!! Two car garage, nice big yard, and most importantly, no drunken upstairs neighbors.
For the last 3 weeks, we have been improving on the new place. New appliances, new kitchen floors, tearing down wallpaper, and making the garden a thing of beauty. It really is. You should see it. Once our pictures are developed, you WILL see it. Yeah, we don't own a digital camera, we're lame like that.
So far, home ownership is pretty cool, if a little expensive. We are now part of the crowd hanging out at Lowes on Saturday morning, debating the relative merits of flat vs. eggshell vs. semi-gloss paint. It's GREAT. Now I know why my parents dragged us kids to home improvement stores. It's like the grown up version of Toys R' Us.
Anyway, that's what's up in the Rock/Queen household. Still running, still working, now with wall paper removal powers! More to come! Promise!
Lemur Queen
Yep. In less than a month, we will be leaving the fortress, and moving into our own home. 1400 square feet of FREEDOM!! Two car garage, nice big yard, and most importantly, no drunken upstairs neighbors.
For the last 3 weeks, we have been improving on the new place. New appliances, new kitchen floors, tearing down wallpaper, and making the garden a thing of beauty. It really is. You should see it. Once our pictures are developed, you WILL see it. Yeah, we don't own a digital camera, we're lame like that.
So far, home ownership is pretty cool, if a little expensive. We are now part of the crowd hanging out at Lowes on Saturday morning, debating the relative merits of flat vs. eggshell vs. semi-gloss paint. It's GREAT. Now I know why my parents dragged us kids to home improvement stores. It's like the grown up version of Toys R' Us.
Anyway, that's what's up in the Rock/Queen household. Still running, still working, now with wall paper removal powers! More to come! Promise!
Lemur Queen
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Stripping for Success?
Ok, so it's Sunday afternoon. My wife is cooking dinner, and I'm in another room playing World of Warcraft. Lemur Queen runs in and says "Rock, I think I'm missing out on the good life. I should have been a stripper." It seems there was an upcoming special called "Mommy's a Stripper!" coming up on the local news on wednesday. I assure you, the Fat Rock household will be tuning in for that riveting broadcast. According to my lovely wife they had a preview of the segment where a "dancer" was showing her whole face and saying "I ain't shamed none. I work tree days uh week and make moar then mai husband". Come to think of it, there was supposedly a girl at my college who worked weekends at the local strip club and supposedly "paid her way through school". Sidebar: The girl was also supposedly a marketing major.
Anyhoo, Lemur Queen tells me they according to this segment, strippers make a ton of cash. So I looked it up online. My findings? This: Boobies+Men=$$$$
It seems there's a whole "mental game" behind stripping that I wasn't aware of. I though the entirety of the stripping business model was:
1. Take of clothes and shake chest
2. ........
3. PROFIT!
Seems there's a lot more to it. I'll let you know how the segment goes.
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