No deep — or shallow, really — thoughts to share this week, other than my deep and abiding appreciation for whoever developed pseudo-ephedrine. I also have a pretty good mean on for the people denying me access to real ephedra. I should try to grow some Mormon Tea.
Let’s start with the black and white today. Change of pace.
Now some color, but still a gal holding dumbbells.
The blue ball in the back? Symbolism.
How does she walk in those shoes?
This week in ab veins…
Empty shelves make me curious.
I strongly suspect that the pole in the foreground has been used in a visually-stimulating manner.
Monday, folks. Go kick it’s booty.
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