So after my last blog and my infuriated rant I decided to look for alternatives to going to the gym and came across P90X, a three month workout program. So far I've been through two weeks and gotta say it's a heckuva workout, very intense and will push you to your limits. I already had dumbells and a pull-up bar at my house (Which is all the equipment you need by-the-way) so all I had to purchase was the program itself which at $120 comes out to much less than paying for a yearly gym membership. So far I'm very happy with my decision, no more sneaky, underhanded fees from a gym anymore and a way better workout for less money...win/win for me

If you haven't heard of P90X and you're looking for a workout program or like me, looking for an alternative to a gym membership you should check it out

A hobby of mine for a long time has been drawing/sketching so I decided to post some of my works up in 'My Images'. It's something I really enjoy doing in my spare time. I just recently got into ink work and some basic coloring for a few of the drawings.Please leave comments, suggestions or criticisms on the pics Thanks

You know when you ask people "If you could have a super-power, what would it be?" No one ever views the down side of having a superpower. I would like you to list a superpower and then proceed to show possible problems that could occur with it.

Here's mine:Some people say "I'd like to be invisible," well have they really thought that through, I mean thought about it real hard? Let's take it from the man himself...

Journal- A day in the life of the Invisible Man

People just assume my life is so great, what with all the "free" concerts I go to and the ability to just walk into women's dressing rooms whenever I want without being noticed (Which don't get me wrong is pretty awesome.) But what people don't realize is that being invisible is really hard and has some serious downsides.

Everyday has it's trials. Ok, like if I go to a ball game and let's say I have to go to the bathroom, well I have to constantly make sure no one is waiting behind me, because then they'll just start whizzing on me. Or how about when I rode the subway the other day, yeah that was a disaster, I mean I sit down just minding my own business and here comes this big fat guy and he just sits down right on me. He nearly crushed the life right out of me.

I think back to when I was a lifeguard, I loved that job, but it was horrible because I never got any credit for all of the heroic rescues I accomplished, it was always "Angel this..." and "Angel that"...such a thankless job that was.

When I streaked at the Olympics, no one even noticed and to make matters worse I got impaled with a javelin. I hate the Olympics.

It's hard to keep a job. I was working for the local museum, but that didn't last long, I got fired after my tour groups kept getting lost, I told them to just "Follow my voice" but did they listen? Noooooo. Idiots...

You know, I just sit here and wonder how great visible life would be. When I walked by, people would nod 'Hello' to me. I could go to a public bathroom without worrying about someone not seeing me and then proceeding to whizz on my leg. Cars would actually slow down for a change when I crossed a street. Visible life would be great.

Well that's all for today's journal entry. Being invisible isn't all bad, I mean hell,I'm going to be off to a Victoria Secret's fashion show here shortly, I have a "backstage pass" if you know what I mean...