tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post116939562044601305..comments2007-05-11T22:56:07.989-05:00karlanoreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-73009609080848941582007-05-11T22:56:00.000-05:002007-05-11T22:56:00.000-05:00Jim: Scram. You're stinking up my blog.karlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02179619912129198718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-55688859744826105222007-05-11T22:42:00.000-05:002007-05-11T22:42:00.000-05:00Alright, "Jim" is here to defend himself. I just came back from dinner at Karla and Brian's favorite restaurant, and she told me she posted a blog on my workout habits. I felt I had to respond. <BR/><BR/>Here's all I'll say: I get up at 4:55 am to work out. No one, other than the guy throwing the newspaper, is up that early (I sometimes have to dodge the newspaper being thrown if I'm running). I'm not a cheapskate, but those workout clothes cost money! I'd say a new pair of mesh shorts along with a new Nike running shirt would cost me about $75. Multiply that times 5 (the number of times I work out per week, and that adds up to... a whole crapload of money) when no one, and I mean no one, is up to even smell me. Why do I care if all I'm going to do is sweat in the same clothes again and no one will be there to smell me? <BR/><BR/>Let me hear from my supporters! Viva la Jim!"Jim"noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-29976121783405322532007-02-25T16:49:00.000-06:002007-02-25T16:49:00.000-06:00One question. Is that Jim's face in the sock?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-39775622187547889492007-02-04T12:17:00.000-06:002007-02-04T12:17:00.000-06:00GAH!<br /><br />There is NO WAY I would wear my workout clothes twice without washing them.<br /><br />Not only for me, but for those around me. <br /><br />Eew.Jennihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08131525037649646250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-47717709068369141272007-01-29T18:14:00.000-06:002007-01-29T18:14:00.000-06:00In fact, one of Dyckerson's comments here is linked to his profile...but then later when he leaves another comment, it's now suddently marked as anonymous. (The one that ends with "but first, I must masturbate.) Granted, if he had any sense he'd leave all his comments anonymously, but then he wouldn't be Dyckerson.karlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02179619912129198718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-57383761002738581572007-01-29T18:10:00.000-06:002007-01-29T18:10:00.000-06:00When I made the switch to the new version of Blogger, I noticed that several of the comments on this post went from being linked to someone's profile to being marked as "anonymous." WTF?karlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02179619912129198718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-2273463993182179212007-01-28T14:15:00.000-06:002007-01-28T14:15:00.000-06:00I don't know what you're complaining about, Karla, based on all we know about you, this guy seems right up your alley.Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18251392040487321002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169953148808238742007-01-27T20:59:00.000-06:002007-01-27T20:59:00.000-06:00OMG Jess Riley is on here commenting! What a small blog world!<BR/><BR/>I meant to ask you, do you think it's weird for a woman to wear the same bra two days in a row? Or five days in a row?Manic Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14909930803725621466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169952973480128772007-01-27T20:56:00.000-06:002007-01-27T20:56:00.000-06:00Hi. I just found you from 2,000 bloggers. I have to say this is not that odd.<BR/><BR/>Stop throwing cyber tomatoes at me!<BR/><BR/>Like it matters--the clothes are dirty, he's going to wear them again for one hour so he can work out and get more sweaty. Why waste the time doing more laundry than necessary. I wear the same workout clothes a couple of times in a row, (minus underwear--I won't put on dirty underwear to work out in)... but this does not seem that out of line or odd to me... so, I guess since I can't be your new mentor maybe Jim can be mine!<BR/><BR/>PS--My husband will save a dirty tshirt to wear the next day when he knows he's going to work out again. <BR/><BR/>I really don't think it's that odd.Manic Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14909930803725621466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169936150971370792007-01-27T16:15:00.000-06:002007-01-27T16:15:00.000-06:00I would volunteer, but I'm currently too busy mentoring several other people...<BR/>These particular people don't wipe, wash their hands, change their clothes, put their clothes in the laundry basket, make their beds, take off their shoes upon entering the house, put their dirty dishes in the sink/dishwasher, pick up their toys, close the doors upon entering or exiting the house, or wipe their runny noses unless asked repeatedly by yours truly. Oh, I should mention these people are progeny of mine. Since I know I do all of the above things, I have surmised they got the lazy tendencies from their mother...who also happens to have a problem with tidiness and cleanliness.<BR/>Me? I'm perfect in every way.<BR/>And Jim?<BR/>He's a certified nut job.The Jamokerhttp://jamoker.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169921653556318852007-01-27T12:20:00.000-06:002007-01-27T12:20:00.000-06:00WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO THE CRAZY BABBLER?? SHE'S BEEN M.I.A. FOR A WEEK NOW!! I FEAR SHE HAS BEEN ABDUCTED, RAPED, AND CHOPPED INTO LITTLE PIECES WITH A BUTTER KNIFE!!<BR/><BR/>That's it, I will not rest until I personally locate Ms. Babble and am assured of her safety. I'm going to search every whore house and crack house in the US!!!<BR/><BR/>But first, I must masturbate...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169913891049835132007-01-27T10:04:00.000-06:002007-01-27T10:04:00.000-06:00Ugh.<BR/><BR/>Typical Guy Thinking ;-)LisaBinDaCityhttp://www.lisabindacity.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169780461712212462007-01-25T21:01:00.000-06:002007-01-25T21:01:00.000-06:00Ho, ho hoooold the phone here a goddamn minute.<BR/><BR/>You want to ditch someone who's good enough for his wife, two kids, suburban tract home and megachurch because he has icky workout clothes?<BR/><BR/>Ohhh you poor delicate little princess. <BR/><BR/>Do you even realize how normal that is? With his MO (a clean-cut white dude in his early 30s, a fine, upstanding, church-going citizen with a Master's degree in business, a wife and 2 children.) he should be a gas huffing serial killer with body parts stashed in the freezer and a torture room.<BR/><BR/>Sheeeeit lady, you want a mentor? Get a dog. And the next time you need to know the population of Luxemburg, crinkle up your nose and google it.Tooth Faireynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169764203697676712007-01-25T16:30:00.000-06:002007-01-25T16:30:00.000-06:00What I have done, is using the shirt I used the previous day to next morning's working out . Ok, I've used more than just the shirt.<BR/><BR/>Why? Well, let's just... if you know you're gonna wash those clothes after working out (I do THAT!!!), and unless they have some potentially dangerous bactery or something of the kind, I'd say it's no harm in using them for sweating a bit (mine do not stink, thank you).<BR/><BR/>I couldn't use them again if I wanted to, they are too wet after I finish (yep). Now, if they were dry, and not stinking... although we know they are not clean, but using them for working out again... that's a thought. Except for socks. Unless they'd rest dry and white...<BR/><BR/>Well. Not suitable to be your mentor then, I guess.Some other guynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169759875263635692007-01-25T15:17:00.000-06:002007-01-25T15:17:00.000-06:00Wow. Jim is one complex guy. Good luck finding a new mentor. <BR/><BR/>I want to know how tfg knows that tidbit about the Depends.Jess Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06987689969282168406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169748199117283382007-01-25T12:03:00.000-06:002007-01-25T12:03:00.000-06:00You get my vote:<BR/><BR/>http://hotelanyware.blogspot.com/2007/01/2000-bloggers-american-idol-meets.htmlAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169705206306151602007-01-25T00:06:00.000-06:002007-01-25T00:06:00.000-06:00I don't see anything wrong with it either, especially since he works out alone and now leaves his clothes where they don't bother anyone, it shouldn't be anyone else's business to tell him what he should do.<BR/><BR/>When I was a teenage girl, I used to go through my closet to find something to wear, try it on, change my mind, and throw it in the hamper. I cannot imagine how much money my family wasted on water, electricity, and new clothes (when the old ones wore out from overwashing). Until I went to live in Germany and was told point blank by my host mother that clothes were PERFECTLY GOOD to be worn for two or three days before they needed washing. Then I began to look around and saw the kids whose moms said five or six, with "in a row" implied, and by the time school let out on Saturday afternoon I was about to hurl, hoping they'd show up in something different for the next week.<BR/><BR/>I had to laugh when I read this to think what my German host mother and all her friends would think about this debate.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169655653916930102007-01-24T10:20:00.000-06:002007-01-24T10:20:00.000-06:00I think it is ok that he re-uses his dirty laundry. 2 or 3 days really isn't that bad. If it were more like 1-2 weeks, then I think there is a problem with that. I completly understand his view of not wanting to wash his clothes, because it is unneccissary to clean them over and over and over when they are just going to get dirty again and again and again.<BR/><BR/>...my two cents :)Steve Luthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04000876208894542536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169619027363286232007-01-24T00:10:00.000-06:002007-01-24T00:10:00.000-06:00Can I have your used, smelly mentor? I do the same thing with my workout clothes, and let's not even talk about my yoga mat. I bet I grossed you out even by mentioning my yoga mat. That's why Jim and I would get along.<BR/>(By the by, and I won't obsess over this forever, my hoo-ha is called a "wedjacku" today. Kind of Australian.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169603219525944892007-01-23T19:46:00.000-06:002007-01-23T19:46:00.000-06:00I'm betting that Jim was a hockey player. Hockey players, as you may know, rarely ever wash their actual hockey gear; hence, they spend the majority of their careers smelling like nasty, stinky gerbils. (Seriously - ever smell hockey gear? Stick your nose inside of a gerbil cage - it's the exact same smell!) <BR/><BR/>Some of them go so far as to infrequently wash the garments they wear UNDER their odiferous pads. And this, as any hockey fan knows, kills any sense of smell they may have developed. <BR/><BR/>So, if Jim played hockey, he might be used to working out in nasty, sweaty, reeking clothes and might not even be aware that they smell horrible.<BR/><BR/>On the other hand, if Jim wasn't a hockey player, then you can accurately conclude that he's stone cold nuts.Arctic Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11467192719860192548noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169597868208533892007-01-23T18:17:00.000-06:002007-01-23T18:17:00.000-06:00How much do you want to bet that Jim's got himself a bad case of bacne? Or maybe even full body acne. Gross!<BR/><BR/>I'm on board with just exercising nekkid if nobody is around to care in your own house.Lil Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15893700098288253961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169589738469619552007-01-23T16:02:00.000-06:002007-01-23T16:02:00.000-06:00Oh no! You can't fire Jim as your mentor! What if one day your are on Who Wants to Be a Millionaire, and you are at the final question, just as the balloons and the streamers and the million dollar check all fall into your lap, but you don't know the answer! And so you decide to phone of friend, and the friend is CLEARLY Jim since he knows the swallow thing. But he's still bitter over being replaced and he intentionally gives you the wrong answer, and then you are left with a measly $750,000?? It just wouldn't be prudent...<BR/><BR/>I've just found you by recommendation of Steph from http://crazymomcat.blogspot.com. I'll definitely be back!Angelahttp://www.katiescarlett36.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169588225385000532007-01-23T15:37:00.000-06:002007-01-23T15:37:00.000-06:00Couldn't he just turn the dirty clothes inside out and maximize the available clean surface area? It certainly works with Depends.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169584174854053572007-01-23T14:29:00.000-06:002007-01-23T14:29:00.000-06:00My husband does the same thing as Jim, minus the socks part. It's still gross, though. To make matters worse, he knows nothing about the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow. Geez.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1169560768525067952007-01-23T07:59:00.000-06:002007-01-23T07:59:00.000-06:00This is precisely why I don't work out...Troublehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15016051960608879915noreply@blogger.com