An excerpt from the article:
At a news conference at an Italian restaurant, Tyson said he would likely go just four rounds and that future stops on the tour might include bouts with women, possibly professional boxer Ann Wolfe.
Wolfe, from Waco, Texas, is 21-1 with 15 knockouts.
“She’s such a prominent, dominant woman in the boxing field,” Tyson said.
When asked if he was joking about fighting women, Tyson said, “I’m very serious.”
How desperate is he?
I have just the answer for you…
After you watch him clean for you, check out the new enhanced cleaning hunk selection
I have a dirty house.
Very dirty.
Maybe even filthy. I’ll take two.
Wonder if I could get Fishdog to rub on some self-tanner and clean in a cowboy hat for me…
I have just the answer for you…
After you watch him clean for you, check out the new enhanced cleaning hunk selection
I have a dirty house.
Very dirty.
Maybe even filthy. I’ll take two.
Wonder if I could get Fishdog to rub on some self-tanner and clean in a cowboy hat for me…
That’s right…I woke up this morning with good intentions.
I did.
I had every intention of being eloquent and entertaining on my blog this morning. I wasn’t really sure what I would write about, but I knew, without a doubt, that I would be fabulous.
Now the time has come and nothing fabulous is flowing yet. Hmmmm.
waiting.
waiting.
waiting.
Seriously? Where has all my fabulousness gone?
This was a fairly productive weekend. I didn’t progress as much as I had hoped with 
my writing, but any forward motion is a good thing. Fishdog worked a lot this weekend…since Grant and his family will be here Thursday, Fishy is trying to take Friday off with us. But, he’ll be leaving for Chicago for a conference on Saturday, so he may not be able to swing the day away from the office. Fingers crossed he can.
The swelling in my knee has finally gone down, so I walked yesterday for the first time in a week. Guess I won’t be running on pavement for a while. 😦
So, how was everyone’s weekend? Did you notice that idiot Fred Head is still getting all sorts of press outside the Romance world now? Fishdog planted his tongue firmly in his cheek and made a great observation in the comments section of my post the other day:
if you folks would simply say “they lay with each other” like in the bible, none of this finger-pointing would happen.
you know it’s all your (collective) fault!
That’s right…I woke up this morning with good intentions.
I did.
I had every intention of being eloquent and entertaining on my blog this morning. I wasn’t really sure what I would write about, but I knew, without a doubt, that I would be fabulous.
Now the time has come and nothing fabulous is flowing yet. Hmmmm.
waiting.
waiting.
waiting.
Seriously? Where has all my fabulousness gone?
This was a fairly productive weekend. I didn’t progress as much as I had hoped with my writing, but any forward motion is a good thing. Fishdog worked a lot this weekend…since Grant and his family will be here Thursday, Fishy is trying to take Friday off with us. But, he’ll be leaving for Chicago for a conference on Saturday, so he may not be able to swing the day away from the office. Fingers crossed he can.
The swelling in my knee has finally gone down, so I walked yesterday for the first time in a week. Guess I won’t be running on pavement for a while. 😦
So, how was everyone’s weekend? Did you notice that idiot Fred Head is still getting all sorts of press outside the Romance world now? Fishdog planted his tongue firmly in his cheek and made a great observation in the comments section of my post the other day:
if you folks would simply say “they lay with each other” like in the bible, none of this finger-pointing would happen.
you know it’s all your (collective) fault!
I can’t stop myself from reading the Post Secret blog every Sunday. Today, I spent an hour reading the archives.
I wonder, would we all feel better if we wrote our secrets down and mailed them off? Would it lift that burden we’ve been carrying? Even the smallest secret can carry a large weight.
What’s the secret you would send in? (don’t post it…just think about it)
I can’t stop myself from reading the Post Secret blog every Sunday. Today, I spent an hour reading the archives.
I wonder, would we all feel better if we wrote our secrets down and mailed them off? Would it lift that burden we’ve been carrying? Even the smallest secret can carry a large weight.
What’s the secret you would send in? (don’t post it…just think about it)
Diary of an adult runaway: Right, said Fred!
Currently, there’s a large debate going on in the world of Romance–and in Texas.
Fred Head (Democrat, if you can believe it) is running for Texas Comptroller against Susan Combs.
From Mr. Head’s website:
Susan Combs claims to be a person of high moral standards. Her record of writing, having published and selling a pornographic book clearly shows that Susan Combs is a two faced, hypocrite who was obviously more concerned with her literary career and seeing her name in print than the morals of the young People of Texas who are exposed to her 222 page book, A Perfect Match, which has her name at the top of every other page – – – a clear testament to Susan Combs’ insatiable ego and desire to see her name in print.
I’m not even going to debate the ridiculousness of the statement about her ego. Has Mr. Head never read a book before?
More from his website:
Susan Combs has shown no remorse and made no apology for writing her pornographic book. Fred Head hereby challenges Susan Combs to fully explain to the People of Texas why she wrote a pornographic book, apologize to the People and withdraw from the race for Comptroller of Public Accounts.
And now she should apologize for the wonderful accomplishment of not only finishing a book, but managing to get it published? The nerve of that woman.
Comparing a romance novel to porn makes no sense. The basis of any romance is the growing love between consenting adults. Monogamy and happily ever after. The world could use more of that, in my opinon.
And now someone is anonymously hitting the blogs comments saying we’re all missing the point:
I think everyone is missing the bigger picture, Susan Combs wrote a book with sex and then Susan Combs took a public position during debate on a sex education (ABSENCE ONLY)
bill while she served as a State Representative. The point, Susan Combs is a hypocrite.Fred Head is clearly stating the facts.
Please debate how you can write a book of this nature and then took a public position of sex education (ABSENCE ONLY) bill. Can’t have it both ways.
Sure you can. You can have it both ways. You know why? Becuase her book was about consenting adults, love, and happily ever after and has absolutely nothing to do with her personal stance on Abstience for children. (I’m assuming he meant abstinence…)Grow up. Get a life. And realize that one has absolutely nothing at all to do with the other.
By the way, Mr. Head…one has to wonder if you realizedthat the headquarters for Romance Writers of America is located in the great state of Texas. Our membership is 9000+ and growing and we’re very proud of what we do. We’re mothers, fathers, spouses, teachers, professionals, and we’re all mad as hell at the thought that you would judge us based on the fact that we write “sex books”.
There is no shame in sex. There is no shame in writing about monogamy, and love, and happily ever after.
But there is great shame in trying to twist the facts to serve your sad little campaign. However, you did manage to eek out some free publicity, so I guess your rhetoric did serve one purpose.
Shame on you.
Diary of an adult runaway: Right, said Fred!
Currently, there’s a large debate going on in the world of Romance–and in Texas.
Fred Head (Democrat, if you can believe it) is running for Texas Comptroller against Susan Combs.
From Mr. Head’s website:
Susan Combs claims to be a person of high moral standards. Her record of writing, having published and selling a pornographic book clearly shows that Susan Combs is a two faced, hypocrite who was obviously more concerned with her literary career and seeing her name in print than the morals of the young People of Texas who are exposed to her 222 page book, A Perfect Match, which has her name at the top of every other page – – – a clear testament to Susan Combs’ insatiable ego and desire to see her name in print.
I’m not even going to debate the ridiculousness of the statement about her ego. Has Mr. Head never read a book before?
More from his website:
Susan Combs has shown no remorse and made no apology for writing her pornographic book. Fred Head hereby challenges Susan Combs to fully explain to the People of Texas why she wrote a pornographic book, apologize to the People and withdraw from the race for Comptroller of Public Accounts.
And now she should apologize for the wonderful accomplishment of not only finishing a book, but managing to get it published? The nerve of that woman.
Comparing a romance novel to porn makes no sense. The basis of any romance is the growing love between consenting adults. Monogamy and happily ever after. The world could use more of that, in my opinon.
And now someone is anonymously hitting the blogs comments saying we’re all missing the point:
I think everyone is missing the bigger picture, Susan Combs wrote a book with sex and then Susan Combs took a public position during debate on a sex education (ABSENCE ONLY)
bill while she served as a State Representative. The point, Susan Combs is a hypocrite.Fred Head is clearly stating the facts.
Please debate how you can write a book of this nature and then took a public position of sex education (ABSENCE ONLY) bill. Can’t have it both ways.
Sure you can. You can have it both ways. You know why? Becuase her book was about consenting adults, love, and happily ever after and has absolutely nothing to do with her personal stance on Abstience for children. (I’m assuming he meant abstinence…)Grow up. Get a life. And realize that one has absolutely nothing at all to do with the other.
By the way, Mr. Head…one has to wonder if you realizedthat the headquarters for Romance Writers of America is located in the great state of Texas. Our membership is 9000+ and growing and we’re very proud of what we do. We’re mothers, fathers, spouses, teachers, professionals, and we’re all mad as hell at the thought that you would judge us based on the fact that we write “sex books”.
There is no shame in sex. There is no shame in writing about monogamy, and love, and happily ever after.
But there is great shame in trying to twist the facts to serve your sad little campaign. However, you did manage to eek out some free publicity, so I guess your rhetoric did serve one purpose.
Shame on you.
Week 2 of the Walk to Run training and what do I find?
A swollen knee.
Now, I give Fishdog a hard time constantly about remembering his true age. I don’t want him to stop participating in every sport known to man but I just want him to remember that he’s gonna hurt a little more than he used to. And that he’s not necessarily as quick and agile as he used to be.
That’s not easy for him to do.
Well, it seems I may have to swallow my own advice pill. My body has decided that no matter how young I am at heart…my joints are not.
I have never had knee problems. As an athlete, I always had ankle problems–and I’ve been half-expecting ye auld cricky ankles to give out on me now that I’m attempting to find my athletic self again.
It seems that my left knee needed a bit of attention. It doesn’t hurt, but it is swollen. And the swelling isn’t going down with ice and aleve. Grrr. So, I guess I’ll stop running on the pavement and continue with the eliptical until I can get the swelling to go away. Grumble Grumble.
Where is that magic pill?
Bitchin' Fiction: Musings by author Melissa McKenzie / Melissa Francis 