So, lucky me, I was the subject of an email exchange yesterday between "our group".
Jon started it with: Does anyone else think this (illegal) Steve Jobs action figure looks a little too much like Blobby?
This is the (in)action figure.
Poor Mr. Jobs. Look at those arms and wrists, he must have been a Thalidomide baby. So, that's one difference have. That and about $7 billion dollars.
Morty's reply was: Skinny and holding an iPhone - duh!
It's true, I have my iPhone most everywhere I go, save the gym shower. And depending who is in there, I'd consider taking it.
Becky immediately chimed in with: Not nearly skinny enough.
And just to include Meredith in this, because she loves to be in the blog, she says: Good point.
Jon remained mum on my weight - the bastard!
So I am at, or about, my optimal weight. 182. Or 183. I could go down to 180 and feel good about myself - and I think it helps with the definition I'm trying to achieve. Less fat, more muscle. It's science!
For the record, I do wear my glasses, the readers anyway, a top my head the way the left Steveo is doing. I do own a black mock turtleneck and jeans, but I don't remember ever wearing them together. And if I did, I wouldn't wear white tennis shoes with them. I see that look and feel like doing Johnny's lines from Airplane. "Ohh...those shoes! And that dress!!!
I also don't pace and talk at the same time.
I also don't have that much hair and I'm not that grey.............yet
And yes, I might be thinner than I was, but no one is mistaking me for "skinny" - and I achieved it by not getting liver cancer! So there!
Yeah, Stevie J was a Buddhist, so there's a chance he might be reincarnated and come back to torture me for that last jab. I'll take my chances.
Song by: Suzanne Vega