A weblog about stuff and junk by Jake Sutton
Would it be possible to get a tally of “resignations” (specifically, any resignation tendered by someone who has been described as “embattled” at or around the time of resignation), indictments, and other forms of ouster for each presidential administration in the past, say, 50 years?
I’m just curious…
Yeah, finally got to go in and start the greenman tattoo. I’ll have two more sittings to finish it. We only managed to do the line work today. It’s that effing HUGE! 
I’m seriously amazed he managed to do Ed’s shading (even though Ed went back for more a few days later, which… Ouch!). There are a lot of lines in this puppy.
Good times. I’ll post an after pic once I wash it. Here’s the full outline after the first wash.
Fish at Work
Originally uploaded by Jake Sutton.
Update: More of the same at my Inked, Inc. blog.
At the Inked Inc. blog: One. More. Day.
I’m super excited. Watch Flickr for pics and this space for a post tattoo update.
Actually, it was more like two and a half years ago that I first noticed kettlebells, thanks to (the now humbled and retired) Kostya Tszyu.
Since then, I’ve actually seen kettlebells on TV a few times. One show was totally unrelated to fitness (it was probably a home renovation show or something), but the featured “real person” was a kettlebell trainer, and they showed him doing his thing.
Now BuzzFeed says it’s the latest craze. (They do have some good, recent links, it should be noted.)
Go figure.
(See what I did there? Double meaning. I’m clever!)
After at least 7 years of not climbing anything harder than a ladder, I went to the Boulder Rock Club last night with Peter, my former co-worker and now neighbor, and his fiance Ann. I wasn’t as bad as it could have been, but it was certainly mildly depressing motivational.
The first hit to my ego was just digging up my old gear and trying on my old harness. I got excited when I realized it was a size large, but then I realized that’s “large for climber types” and not “large for fat American types”. And so I had to wander over to the world-famous Neptune Mountaineering shop and (*sigh*) get myself an extra-large climbing harness.
At the gym, I climbed a few “ladders” (nothing past vertical, thanks) in the 5.7 and 5.8 range, and it was plenty tough for me. I’m only mildly sore today, but I was embarrassingly exhausted after my four climbs. My one attempt at playing in a bouldering cave convinced me that being overweight and understrong are a bad mix. Hauling my 200+ pounds around by my now-sissified fingertips just wasn’t going to happen. Meanwhile, Ann, who is a tiny pixie of a person, was flinging herself up 5.9s and a 5.10 or two. Why do I always choose to climb with these annoying Asians? (That’s an inside joke, y’all.)
It was cool though. I suppose I’ll try to keep going (I bought a new harness, after all.), and hopefully this will add an extra kick to me current “get the hell back in shape” regime.
Bear Grylls is a big faker.
This video rocks.
This in no way means I’ll stop watching the show. If anything, it adds a new dimension: Spot Bear’s safety equipment!
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