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Robert F. Engler IIISuite101 Member Somewhere along the line, I turned into a blimp. I've always been a widebody. Twice in my life, though, I was skinny. When I was in the Marines and later, after a six-month-long depressive episode that followed my divorce. Otherwise, I've always been big-boned, as young Eric Cartman might say. Now, it seems, time and gravity are conspiracy against me. Time, as in the inexorable passing of; I'm older, my metabolism has all but stopped, and I just can't pitch that wang dang doodle all night long anymore. Gravity, in that irresistible force that has pulled my shoulders and chest down to my waist and butt. My big-bonedness, it seems, has turned to lard. Let's see what we can do about that. |
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