I went rock climbing last night…well ‘City Rock’ climbing that is!
Basically, it’s a whole bunch of climbing walls, clickety clips stuck in the wall, really really long ropes and extremely high ceilings. In other words, it’s an adventure! Just be sure you take along a friendly friend, someone who I hope you can trust…*thank you Miss M*…because they’re in charge of your rope and the inevitable connection you have with the floor from way up skywards! Each wall is marked with different levels and routes so you can really put your strength, technique and eagerness to the test. It’s amazing though…it’s like climbing the rainbow wall of wonderment…aka the liquorice all sorts of climbing walls!
To say that I thought I had an ounce of strength in my upper body is ridiculous.
I had none!
I could barely make it up the one wall! And it was only my second try! I was so buggered that my arms are now ‘oohing’ and ‘aahing’ in masochistic pain while I contemplate my very next journey to the liquorice all sorts wall. Not only am I looking forward to strapping up and climbing up but the talent is most appreciated as well.
It’s the girl’s meat market…and if you’re hungry for some meat then this definitely is the place to find yourself at! Men…there are ample men strapping up, clicking up, roping up and climbing up of walls! And they’re hot…with their beautifully designed muscles, muscle-stacked arms and hard worked hands…I could only dream of being a wall all night last night!
City Rock definitely is the ‘House of Fun!’…and far too much of it...wowwowwowwee!
Mmm…the evening’s adventures were calmed down by a relaxing Ashtanga Yoga class which was, to say the least, so flipping sore and difficult it made the climbing look like a walk in the park! Most enjoyable and very soothing for the soul!
Perhaps I’ll join this fantastic place and make a go at it...instead of climbing my own mental walls, this could be the alternative to revamping things up and making it a bit interesting...you know, shaking things up and havin' a bit of fun now and then...with a mountaineer...*wink, wink*. At least he'll have the gear to funk things up in the bedroom...or outside, depending on his grip!
Over and out y’all!
KaB
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Another 2 rhinos have been brutally killed for their horns!
You know...there are very few things that make me want to bash an incompetent person's head into the wall repeatedly...this is one of those things!
http://www.news24.com/SouthAfrica/News/2-rhinos-killed-on-Limpopo-farm-20100824
How the hell can this continue happening...is it not plain as day that this is ridiculous now...I mean honestly, must a depleted population really be extinct in order for the moronic government to wake up and take action...I can't believe the people who are put in charge of biodiversity and conservation...they can't even run a flipping monkey's show and they're left in charge of our country's best assets!
There are alternatives to this...put cyanide in their horns...people will soon learn to not use them because they'll be dead...mission accomplished! Get geneticists to fiddle with their DNA and STOP the horns from growing. Do anything...do something for goodness sakes!
Please, somebody do something before it's too late!
Over and out!
Infuriated and extremely disappointed KaB
http://www.news24.com/SouthAfrica/News/2-rhinos-killed-on-Limpopo-farm-20100824
How the hell can this continue happening...is it not plain as day that this is ridiculous now...I mean honestly, must a depleted population really be extinct in order for the moronic government to wake up and take action...I can't believe the people who are put in charge of biodiversity and conservation...they can't even run a flipping monkey's show and they're left in charge of our country's best assets!
There are alternatives to this...put cyanide in their horns...people will soon learn to not use them because they'll be dead...mission accomplished! Get geneticists to fiddle with their DNA and STOP the horns from growing. Do anything...do something for goodness sakes!
Please, somebody do something before it's too late!
Over and out!
Infuriated and extremely disappointed KaB
Keeping the balls in my court...
I asked a guy out today.
I just picked up the phone, called his office and spoke to him. *Hot voice*
He seemed intrigued but unfortunately another lucky bitch beat me to the punch...(I must have been onto something good there)...and he said that he'd feel bad if he complied. He was flattered though...of course he was...he's in high demand for f's sake and some random gorgeous-voiced woman just phoned him to ask him out!
Bold move...ah well...at least I asked.
At least I had the bloody guts to phone somebody completely random and ask them out for drinks. It's a first for me but it's opened the flood gates...**now going through my phone number list slash business cards looking for hot single men to phone and book up my weeks with** Is a genuine joke - not going to do that...this dude really got the insides going and am bummed to the core! Balls...he really is a hottie though and seems like a nice enough dude...what with his sincerity and charm felt through the phone. Wish I could've felt something else through the phone!
What is it about women asking men out...so many of my girlfriends were weary of the idea and suggested alternatives, some of the guys thought the idea was great and that it showed initiative. Does that mean you appreciate it if a chick digs you and asks you out or does it mean you're convinced you've got a place to stay the night even before the date has started?!?
Because, although that would be nice on date #you're getting lucky tonight, that's not the point. The point is to take the balls and put them in my own court...so to speak...and to take control of my very own situation rather than wait for some Prince Charming to swoop me off of my feet...I prefer to do the swoop testing myself, you see!
I won't lie...the thought of phoning him sent my insides running...sweaty hands and a sick nauseous feeling swept through me like the plague and I found myself staggering towards the finish line. And when I got there I came second...for goodness sake. Is there no good power type supernatural energy person thingie up there in the Big Blue ready to help a sista out with some good karma and good times!
It just got me thinking...why don't we do this more often, because honestly...it's the 21st Century and women are independent and in control of their lives...except when it comes to dating...so many wait around and expect 'the one' to walk through the door and rescue her from spinsterhood and scrawny old cats licking your old and mouldy body because it's smells dodgy due to lack of hygiene!
Seriously...why do we not ask men out on dates...what's stopping us? The fact that we'll look desperate...needy?!?
I need answers.
Over and out y'all!
KaB
I just picked up the phone, called his office and spoke to him. *Hot voice*
He seemed intrigued but unfortunately another lucky bitch beat me to the punch...(I must have been onto something good there)...and he said that he'd feel bad if he complied. He was flattered though...of course he was...he's in high demand for f's sake and some random gorgeous-voiced woman just phoned him to ask him out!
Bold move...ah well...at least I asked.
At least I had the bloody guts to phone somebody completely random and ask them out for drinks. It's a first for me but it's opened the flood gates...**now going through my phone number list slash business cards looking for hot single men to phone and book up my weeks with** Is a genuine joke - not going to do that...this dude really got the insides going and am bummed to the core! Balls...he really is a hottie though and seems like a nice enough dude...what with his sincerity and charm felt through the phone. Wish I could've felt something else through the phone!
What is it about women asking men out...so many of my girlfriends were weary of the idea and suggested alternatives, some of the guys thought the idea was great and that it showed initiative. Does that mean you appreciate it if a chick digs you and asks you out or does it mean you're convinced you've got a place to stay the night even before the date has started?!?
Because, although that would be nice on date #you're getting lucky tonight, that's not the point. The point is to take the balls and put them in my own court...so to speak...and to take control of my very own situation rather than wait for some Prince Charming to swoop me off of my feet...I prefer to do the swoop testing myself, you see!
I won't lie...the thought of phoning him sent my insides running...sweaty hands and a sick nauseous feeling swept through me like the plague and I found myself staggering towards the finish line. And when I got there I came second...for goodness sake. Is there no good power type supernatural energy person thingie up there in the Big Blue ready to help a sista out with some good karma and good times!
It just got me thinking...why don't we do this more often, because honestly...it's the 21st Century and women are independent and in control of their lives...except when it comes to dating...so many wait around and expect 'the one' to walk through the door and rescue her from spinsterhood and scrawny old cats licking your old and mouldy body because it's smells dodgy due to lack of hygiene!
Seriously...why do we not ask men out on dates...what's stopping us? The fact that we'll look desperate...needy?!?
I need answers.
Over and out y'all!
KaB
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