Matthew McConaughey's ass...most envied by males! Michelle Obama's arms cause envy!

I recall when a producer first cast Matthew McConaughey for a lead role in one drama years ago that he specifically noted in one interview that he chose the revealng slacks that Matthew 's character wore in the flick to "accent" and draw attention to his "tight" little butt.

That speciall attention to details turned out to be a plus for the actor.

Once the film was released - McConaughey was catapulted into the stratosphere - and he was not only lauded as a new sex symbol (one of the sexist men alive) - but a promising talented actor on the scene.

Now, on the subject of fitness and "body shape", American males have noted in a recent poll that Matthew's butt is the one they pine for!

Uh-huh.

From what I gather, that trim ass is still quite "perky", too.

Judging from the photograph above, of course!

Meanwhile, although unflattering photo-shopped photos have shown up on the Internet of the 1st Lady, the same poll determined that women most-admired - and longed for - the well-sculptured arms of Michelle Obama.

Go figure!

Just betcha - that if all the "perfect parts" of the bodies selected in the poll were assembled, that the physiques of the male and female individuals would be downright scary!

After all, it is each "distinct individual attribute" - combined with our flaws - that makes each and every one of us so darn interesting (and unique).

Of course, I could use a few crunches to work off a bit of flab on my stomach, so I'm heading out to the gym to correct that flaw right now.

See 'ya there!

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Arnold Schwarzenegger...$65,000.00 down payment on Maid's tony digs! Skirt chaser payola!

At the crack-of-dawn this morning, news wires started reporting that Arnold Schwarzenegger made a $65,000.00 down payment on the luxury home currently inhabited by his love-child's mother known to her close friends as "Pat".

According to news reports, an initial $60,000.00 was paid upfront on the home valued at $268,000.00.

Just a few months ago, the former Governor coughed up an additional $5,000.00 towards the purchase of the four bedroom home situated in a residential enclave just outside of Los Angeles.

Curiously, one news outlet dredged up an old Television clip of the former bodybuilder, when he appeared in his prime as a contestant on The Dating Game.

One of his quips to the bachelorette has clearly come back to haunt him.

For example, at one point during the course of the show, Schwarzenegger innocently asked a contestant on the other side of the screen:

"What does this expression - Hanky-Panky - mean?"

It means that when you get caught with your dick in the wringer, 'ya pay up, Arnold!

News at 11!

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Arnold Schwarzenegger...maid's great tats titillated! Pat's entry-level position!

After the initial shock of the revelation that the former Governor fathered a child with his ex-maid at his mansion in Brentwood, the jokes started flying fast-and-furious on the late-night talk-show circuit, tabloid gossip shows like TMZ, and in the gossip rags at the check-out stand at the supermarket.

"Patty was blssed with great "tats" so Arnold must have had a lot of fun playing with those," one irreverent news outlet joked.

Allegedly, the woman in the center of the firestorm was paid $1200 a week to cook, clean, do laundry, and carry out a hand-ful of chores.

Hmmmmm!

What kind of chores?

Reports are filtering out that the woman in question  - Mildred Patricia Baena - had her sights set on the terminator who was easy prey given Schwarzenegger's weakness for women with big knockers and tight attractive asses.

And, you thought all body-builders were gay, eh?

Not!

Allegedly, the macho chauvinist did not learn that the child was his own, until he was a toddler.

After-the-fact, when the information was first revealed to a surprised Arnold, he apparently did the honorable thing and began to pay for the upkeep of the child.

And then some, apparently.

According to the latest news reports, the child's mother is living in the lap of luxury outside of Los Angeles, in an upscale home which boasts several bedrooms and a swimming pool..

One of the many perks of successfully snagging a big-name celebrity!

I guess you could say that "Pat's" job at the Brentwood home was an entry-level position.

Missionary or doggie-style?

Although photographs of the teen born out of wedlock have not been published to protect the privacy of the young man (for once the media has acted tastefully in the wake of a scandal) insiders say that the love child bears a striking resemblance to the Austrian film star.

No word on whether Arnold's out-of-wedlock son also speaks with a heavy European accent.

Now, that would have been a dead give-a-way, alright!

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Spoils of out-of-wedlock Motherhood!

Steroids...headline on use of drugs in Sports misleading? Barry Bonds perjury trial upcoming!



I did a double-take bright-and-early this morning when a headline in the daily caught my eye.

Believe it or not, the caption read:

"Players to testify on steroids"

Huh?

Was the reporter who penned the feature insuating that a posse of Sports figures were going to testify in court while "on" (under the influence) of body-and-mind-altering steroids?

Actually, no.

I expect that to save space, the quickie headline was drummed up by either a sleepy editor - or a sly cheeky one - who thought no one would sit up and take notice!

Not moi!

In all truth, the feature article revealed that a handful of athletes would be called to testify at the upcoming Barry Bonds' perjury trial, in respect to the alleged widespread use of the magic muscle-pumping formula that has become pablum for a galaxy of professional ball players on-and-off the field.

If not, I expect, the unsuspecting lug-heads will be tested at the door of the courtroom when they either enter (or exit) the legal proceedings.

Ouch!

Stay clean, fellas.

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Miracle boost for aging athletes?

CRUNCH...state-of-the-art gym in West Hollywood!

 

Exercise work-outs on tap!

I woke up this morning and my muscles were racked in pain.

Ah, that was a good sign!

My work-out last night did the trick and got me moving in the right direction body-wise.

Over the years, I have always endeavoured to keep in shape.

But, over the course of the past six months - things have been so hectic - that I let my gym membership slide!

Now, I am paying for it.

Until this week, when a couple of "trial offers" flew into my mailbox from a couple of the local body-building palaces.

As I noted in a post a couple of days ago - a 7-day free week at Gold's - was just a scam to get me in the door so their salesmen (and sales-ladies) could hit me with some fast-talking jive, and thus, manipulate me into a long-term contract at the trendy outlet on Cole (Hollywood).

Needless to say, I passed on that sleazy outfit.

Post:  12/18/10

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2010/12/golds-gymfree-pass-scam-consumer-alert.html

In contrast, it was smooth sailing when I sauntered into CRUNCH on Sunset Boulevard in WeHo to take a gander at their free trial offer.

Once I handed off a coupon I downloaded from my Yahoo mailbox, they waived me inside.

"Enjoy your work-out. We'll talk at the end of the week," a Manager beamed with no strings attached.

You got me at "hello"!

In fact, I was impressed with the lay-out of the gym right off-the-bat.

In spite of the fact CRUNCH has been a mainstay in the neighborhood for quite a few years, I didn't spy any worn carpets - or run-down work-out equipment - in a two-level environment that screamed out "class".

The black wall-to-wall floor mattes - which cushion and pamper underfoot - complement the state-of-the-art machines that are crafted in slate grey with cobalt-blue highlights.

And, the upbeat mood-elevating music piped in to the environment by a discerning hip DJ is a plus, too.

A bank of treadmills and cycles on one end of the facility is situated just below a row of wide-screen television sets so that members (and guests) may keep up on the news, or their latest episode of a comedy hit, as they burn off calories and get in shape.

By the end of the invigorating work-out - just betcha - most dudes will plop down in the steam room (or sauna) for a relaxing moment or two as well.

Two thumbs up!

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The Sports Club...LA fitness club has great ambience! Deceptive business practices...

One day I flung open the mail box and a slick high-quality brochure dropped into my open hand.

Upon close inspection, I determined that it was an invitation to try out a local gym in Beverly Hills.

On the surface, the offer tucked inside appeared to be quite a generous one.

At first glance, I gathered that the Sports Club (with locations in major cities around the U.S.) was urging me to take advantage of 1 free month at the gym.

Most work-out joints - like Gold's Gym & 24-hour fitness - tend to hand-out 7-day try-outs max.

I suppose I should have been suspicious when I realized later that because the envelope wasn't posted until approximately the 11th of February, I would only have the opportunity to take the club up on their offer for the remainder of the month (17 days).

Was the failure to pop the invite in the mail  'til the middle of the month deliberate or just an oversight?

Next to having a root canal, signing up for a "gym membership" tends to be high on my list of aggravations to avoid, if possible.

The reason is quite simple.

Once you're in the door - even before you have savored a free stint at the facility - high-pressure salesmen(sharks) will pester potential "suckers" until they cave in (or run straight-away to the nearest exit).

Sure enough, that's what went down, when I strode in the door and met up with  a company rep by the name of Ashton.

After taking me on a tour of the luxurious upscale facility, he gestured for me to plunk myself down and discuss the options (there were three to choose from).

Since I have dealt with many car salesmen over the years, I dug my heels in, and let him rattle off his speel.

Once the delivery was over, I noted that I was an adult (who didn't rush into things), and that I would prefer to try out the facility (per the offer) and reflect on whether to join or not.

At this juncture, Ashford informed me that I couldn't have the free month without buying a membership first.

Huh?

With a hand gesture, and a bit of misspeak, he stabbed a finger at one line in the middle of the page of the invitation.

"With an active membership. It says right here," he swiftly noted in a stern authoratative voice.

At this point, I was taken aback to learn that in addition to the month-to-month membership fees, each member was required to pay dues every four weeks as well.

Gosh, you'd think I was purchasing a Condo, for heaven's sake.

Over the past twenty years or so, I have joined a myriad of gyms - and not once - have I  encountered this kind of monthly/dues fee structure.

Later, when I scrutinized the invite up close with my reading glasses firmly affixed to my nose, I also discovered that  "Ashford" misrepresented the disclaimer for the offer which amounted to a deceptive business practice.

Although he asserted the phrase stated "with an active membership" - in truth - it actually read something else entirely different.

 "Call the club today to arrange for a membership," it read in much smaller print.

There was no disclosure (contrary to what Ashford said)  that a waiver of the "initiation fee" required that monthly dues (under one of the three plans) be purchased up-front first to receive the "special" offer.

Notwithstanding, who the heck wants to pay an initiation fee AND monthly dues each month?

What a crock!

When I attempted to discreetly bow out, Ashford was unrelenting.

"Okay. I'll let you have one free week to try out the Sports Club."

So, I took him up on it.

Even though his offer was pretty straightforward, he still  tried to screw me out of a day.

For example, when I strode in for the pep talk and to tour the club, it was February 13th.

After he presented me with a temporary membership card, I noticed later in the locker room, that he inserted February 19th as the expiry date.

I thought that 13 and 7 totalled 20.

 Doesn't it?

The first day I checked in tot he Sports Club to take oadvantage of the free pass, the counter person noticed the error right away.

We both shook our heads!

Although it is doubtful I'll join the club for the foregoing reasons - and because it is just too pricey in my estimation - I have to admit that the Sports Club is the finest gym I have run across in the Los Angeles area to date.

The decor was luxurious and aesthetically pleasing to the eye, for starters.

All the equipment was state of the art, kept up, and easy to use.

Also, the club boasts a spacious sundeck, junior Olympic swimming pool, basketball courts, laundry service, and tastefully-decorated locker rooms.

After working out each day, I was inclined to relax in the luxurious steam room, too.

In addition to the work out (weight)  rooms, there was a yoga center and a massage parlour situated in a subdued atmosphere out-of-the-way off the main thoroughfare.

Forget about hauling  a gym bag or a lock or deodorant to the Sports club.

The mensroom has an ample supply of razors, hair gel, body soap (and free towel service).

Select a locker that is available, plunk your clothes inside, then create your own password which releases the lock when you check out.

No tacky locks to fiddle with or coins to pop in.

There is also an entertainment center where guests (on the higher-end pay plan) can watch TV, snack on tasty treats, you name it.

While you're in the club, send out your day's wardrobe for cleaning and pressing, too.

Want to entertain friends for dinner?

Just make a reservation at Oliver's restaurant which fronts on Wilshire Blvd in tony Beverly Hills (in the golden triangle) a hop-and-a-skip away.

Maybe I'll reconsider if I win the lottery or a rich uncle dies!

Tony Beverly Hills!

 

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Norm's Restaurant...the pulse of American heartbeat! Artery-clogging chow...

Years ago, Norm's restaurant used to be the place to drop into for breakfast in WeHo.

There were fringe benefits, after all.

Just next door, a stream of hot body-builders flowed through Todd Tramp's gym for concentrated work-outs daily, then usually ended up at Norm's next door for a plate of chow.

Yes, the eye candy was enough to make the senses swoon!

Norm's is well-known for its breakfast combos - one of which, the Four Deuces - consists of two fluffy pancakes, two eggs (as you like 'em) and double portions of bacon strips (crispy!) and sausage links (real greasy, dudes!).

The T-bone steak 'n eggs special (teamed with a side order of biscuits and gravey) is a popular special, too, at reasonable cost.

Truckers, pensioners, and grunt workers pop in often - in part due - to the generous servings and a bottomless coffee jug (with the worst watered-down java in town).

Of course, the high-calorie vein-clogging bill-of-fare here, was always a no-no for the jocks and the lifters from Tramp's gym, especially when they were in training for an upcoming competition.

The fat-conscious buffed dudes were more inclined to gobble up scrambled eggs made with whites only, cottage cheese, fresh fruit of the season, and lean entrees that provided nutrition and energy.

Smart body fuel, in the final analysis.

Unfortunately, when Tramp's gym was shut-down, the passing parade moved on.

If a hungry dude saunters into Norm's Restaurant on La Cienega Blvd these days, he'll likely notice right-off-the-bat, the once-thriving fiftie's-style diner is a pretty dismal eatery to alight in during the course of the day and into the early evening.

After midnight, when nightclubs are in full swing up and down the club strip, things can still get frenzied and lively though.

Occasionally, when I am in Santa Monica, I'll drop in to the location on Lincoln Boulevard for a bite to eat.

My waistline can tolerate the food offered up provided it is not on a regular daily or weekly basis.

If you want to know what middle America is thinking, or are inclined to check the pulse of the common Joe, just listen in on one of the coversations going down at the counter at Norm's.

Yesterday, I sat there amused, as I took in all the banter these working stiffs were offering up.

"I know you're a democrat. So,  'ya won't mind at all if I knock  George Bush," one dude chortled to a rapt audience hanging on every word.

"He belongs in jail," another quipped.

"And, not even a good one. One in Yemen," he added with a dash of glee as a ubiquitous gold chain caught the early morning sun and sent a million little rainbows this way 'n that.

In response, another rabble-rouser levelled an insult at the former President, too.

"Bush is a Nazi."

The diners roared in response.

I was quite surprised to hear one man admit that he actually voted for George W.

Americans smear Bush a lot, but rarely ever admit they put an x by his name, first time out at the polling booth.

Curious, because he got into office, didn't he?

Someone must have voted for the man.

"Reagan was just as bad. He ruined the Unions," another man piped in when the laughter subsided a tad.

The saviour, Barack Obama, did not escape criticism either.

After a brief conversation about Social Security and Benefits - and a spirited discussion about collecting SS checks early - one dude accused Obama of the unthinkable.

"He's dipping into Social Security to pay the bills. You'd better collect now because the money may not be there when you retire," another cynic joked.

Chances are if they continue to eat the high cholesterol blue-plate specials at Norm's, they'll  keel over and die of a heart attack long before then.

I don't know if it was a tall tale - or an exaggeration - but one toothy overweight driver boasted that he was pulling in $110,000.00 a year (plus) delivering packages for UPS (or was it Fedex?).

Pretty good pay for unskilled grunt work, eh?

At this point, someone recognized me at my perch across the counter, and a little bit of whispering started up all around me.

As they grew silent (worried that I might quote them?), I realized I'd gleened all that I could for posterity's sake.

So, I headed out, with a grin on my face.

Yup.

Norm's, is a piece of Americana, where you can check the pulse of the heartbeat of the Nation.

The period architecture is worth taking a gander at, too.

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Arnold Schwarzenegger...sword play holds sway! When push comes to shove...

My Kingdom for a steely-hard sword!

That Arnold can be a tough negotiator!

Just ask the State Legislators he fought hand-over-fist with during the recent California Budget crisis.

Yup, that one was a squeaker!

After quite a bit of sparring (and fancy footwork) - the cigar-toting muscle-flexing former body-builder - ended up ruling the day, though.

Even still, the Governator revealed bright-and-early today, that he has heavy artillery at-the-ready in the event political foes (feisty constituents, too) push his burly back to the castle wall ever again.

Yup, the yodelling upstart cum-California-glad-handing politician, bragged in a tweet earlier today that the glistening showy blade he once packed in the fantasy feature - "Conan the Barbarian" - is but a few inches - um - away.

Heed the words of Shakespeare, Arnold, who once quilled:

"Keep up your swords for the dew will rust them."

And, be wary of strange bedfellows, too!

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