Or maybe it’s coming into the station. Truthfully, it’s lazy ass has been parked on the tracks for a few months and has done little more than fart some stale steam and put it’s steel piston arm in it’s unbuttoned pants like it just finished Thanksgiving dinner.

Amanda thought I should post about the weight loss thing. Accountability, inspiration for others, yadda-yadda. When I last blogged about losing weight it was to say that I wasn’t blogging about weight anymore (because I happened to find another guy blogging about losing weight and he sounded very much like the soft weiners he was probably gulping down whole). Well, like everything else on this blog, I’m going back on my word. I’ve tacked back on some poundage and I need to halt this trend.

I still do not want this to be a teary-eyed Biggest Loser-styled wimp fest. I just want to have some way of pinning my ass down to the commitment I’m making to this. If I’m gonna be posting shirtless photos of myself here (way not as cool as it may sound - oh, it doesn’t sound cool? Whatever), damn straight I’m going to be thinking about those photos when it’s 9:30 at night and I’m looking longingly at a box of strawberry Mini-Wheats. But the updates won’t appear as blog posts - they’ll appear in a new dedicated page (similar to “About”, “Worms!” and the yet to be released “100 Things,” a page which will include the words ‘cocaine’ and ‘marijuana’, both used in a manner that will in all likelihood cause my mother to faint, then sob). Updates will be tacked onto the end of the page as they happen. My hope is that’ll force the accountability angle without making the blog a gooey, caloric progress report.

Right now I’m trying to decide between calling the page “The Stallion” and “XL Cheesecake.”