Hot rod hullabaloo

So I have been writing about current events for a while now and the only comment I have ever got was from Scott Boy, that's only cause I slammed his girl friend (Joni Mitchell). I am trying to figure out what I need to do to attract more attention to my blog, I mean comments make for great conversation right?




One of my buddies said I need to post more pics of "BooB" shots.


I don't think this is what he had in mind....


So now I am on a quest for some one to send me a pic that I can post, comment on or maybe just make fun of.





Like this one here of our keyboard playing buddy when we were in Mexico.....He's not red cause of a sun burn.








So I do a search and type in Hot Rod with starteling results;
I didn't realize how close Hot Rod is to Hard Rod, Meat Rod, Hot sex, Hot woman, Hot .....you get it....

Here was a nice little sumary from another guy who doesn't think people read his blog

If no one reads your post, does it exist?
What do most people get out of blogging? After all, most blogs are virtually unread by outsiders...
The act of writing a blog changes people, especially business people. The first thing it does is change posture. Once you realize that no one HAS to read your blog, that you can't MAKE them read your blog, you approach writing with humility and view readers with gratitude. The second thing it does is force you to be clear. If you write something that's confusing or in shorthand, you fail.
Respectful and clear. That's a lot to get out of something that doesn't take much time.


So thanks to some guy named Seth who realizes that no one reads his Blog.

http://sethgodin.typepad.com/seths_blog/2007/02/if_no_one_reads.html

(p.s. it turns out this is a guy who has written a number of business / marketing books that are really cool. Check out his site http://www.squidoo.com/seth )

I think I will send him a comment.

Finally Carolyn said today that reading a blog is like snooping through or firends diary. Everyone is always tempted to do it, but if you did you would NEVER say anything about it.

Maybe she is right and that the electronic diary of our generation is still viewd as personal, even though you post it for the world to see.
So when your reading some one's Blog, do you feel a bit like a voyeur peeping into the window of some one elses life? If you do then you are looking for the boob shots right?

Labels: boobs, breast, Clem, head, hot rod hullabaloo, Lou, mexico, Monty P Marshall

If you read the post about Saskatchewan Winters or even worse, live here, you'll understand this. Sometime between January and February when the car won't work and the sun never shines a guy can get a little wired. That need to get out of Dodge just keeps gnawing on your freezing cold butt until you have no choice but throw down the credit card and jump on a plane. I asked the boys if they wanted to come along but Lou said no, or at least it sounded like no. It was hard to tell cause he had a snow shovel frozen to his tongue. Clem just got the Nintendo with Duck Hunt and Mario Bros for Christmas from the staff at Fast Gas for always inviting them to his parties, so he was pretty engaged trying to save the princess and all.





So I left for Puerto Vallarta for a week of laying around with a bunch a friends. Caught a good deal on this all inclusive resort that Dick Nixon once stayed at in the 70's. I had just checked in and changed into my shorts when I heard in the distance the distinct sound of a shooter whistle blowing .....seven days later I went back to my room to change and catch the last flight home...





So what might you ask would keep me from the beach for a whole week....?













This is Bianca...


.. and her sister Roxanne. They are the fabulous Andale's shooter girls who truly enjoy there work!



These girls are fun. They don't just pretend to entertain the tourists with some kind of Tequila, Kahlua mixture, they really have fun with the whole gig.







There is a secret routine that is performed during the shooter ceremony that I can't tell you about. I don't want to ruin the fun if you ever get there. but it ends kind of like this....

Labels: Andales, drunk, mexico, Puerto Vallarta, shooters