Ricky Martin is gay.  Heard it straight from the horse’s mouth (the horse in this case is Ricky Martin).  One, let me just say that I admire the guts and testicular fortitude that guy must have summoned to come out with something like this.  Two, we all saw it coming.  Three, we’re still happy for you.

Homosexuals in entertainment are actually pretty cool.  I mean, Elton John.  Neil Patrick Harris.  And of course, the immortal Freddie Mercury.  You’re in great company Ricky Martin.  Not in the same stratosphere, but in great company nonetheless.

You know what would be awesome?  If they made an NBA game for the wii.  I don’t really know how they’re going to do it, since I personally can’t imagine playing on a gaming console would be anything like the real thing, but hey, they did it with all these other sports.  Who knows, maybe they’ll be able to do it with basketball.

If that ever happens, I will probably start playing with a wii a lot more.  I’m not going to buy one of course, since I’m too old for that stuff, but I WILL borrow.

At the end of the day though, nothing beats the real thing.  The feel of the controller will never be able to compare to the feel of a real live basketball, wii or no wii.

You know what really messes me up?  All the insurance and taxes you have to pay for property.  I can understand how much a parcel of land is worth, and how much it will cost to build a house on it, but for the life of me, all that other stuff stresses me out.  Property tax, home insurance quotes, all of that.  It’s enough to make me NOT want to get my own house.

At the end of the day though, I’ve got to start learning about all of that.   Can’t stay young forever.  We all have to grow up sometime.  And what’s the thing about growing up?  You got to start paying taxes.  Yuck.

My brother is obsessed with his acne.  I can’t blame him, though.  If my face were troubled by all that stuff, I’d be reading one differin review to another.  Seriously.  The face is the first thing you see when you meet somebody.  It says a whole lot about a person.

Unfair as it may be, a face besieged by acne usually speaks of poor hygiene.  Nobody likes a guy with poor hygiene.   Ask the girls if they dream of pockmarked guy.  Yeah, I didn’t think so.

So hey, differin or cucumbers or whatever.  If it’ll take the pimples off, I’m all for supporting the brother.

For all of you guys asking me for phentermine reviews and whatnot, I’ve got a simple message for you:  Start working out before taking any diet pills.

That’s it.  That’s the solution to all your fat loss problems, low energy levels, and low sex drive.  Work out.  Put down that diet coke and get cracking with those weights.  Diet pills will definitely help, but they’re not going to do much good if you aren’t working out or eating right.  In the end, it’s still a matter of discipline and just how much you really want it.

For example: I’m in pretty decent shape but I don’t have a six-pack right now NOT because I’m not using any diet pills, but simply because I don’t want it enough.  No excuses, everybody.

For those of you who don’t know, I sell bodybuilding supplements on the side.  For some reason, I’ve noticed that people are more interested in weight loss pills than any other product.  I guess it makes sense that people are looking for the easy way out.

I usually advice them to buy the muscle building supplements because personally, I think those will do them more good.  Unfortunately (and maybe fortunately, because I make more profit off of the fat burners) they refuse to listen and go buy the weight loss pills anyway.  Take my word for it, folks.  It’s better to gain muscle as opposed to going straight to burning fat.  We’re looking for body recomposition.  Slabs of muscle will make you look good.  Losing fat will just make you look.. well, skinny.

My brother is seriously obsessed with his acne problem.  He’s been checking out one differin review after another, and I really don’t get it.  I mean, my parents don’t have any issues with their skin.  Neither do I.  Apparently, not everybody is so lucky.

I couldn’t imagine having to put so much product on my face just to keep it looking clean and clear.  I’d probably end up with a whole mass of acne and pimples on my face if I had to do that.  My vanity is a distant second to my laziness, which is why I can go for days without washing my face!  Fortunately, my priority for hygiene is still pretty high, so I brush my teeth at least twice a day.  Just saying.

I’ve always been pretty lucky to have relatively good skin.  Of course I’ve had to deal with pimples before (I mean, who hasn’t), but generally my face is pretty clear.  I will admit to using products for my face though.  I find that a good facial scrub is pretty effective at getting rid of blackheads, which is pretty much all I really need.  I tried some oil control stuff before, and I didn’t really like the effect on my skin.

Today, I was looking pretty good.  Maybe it’s because I saw the GF, and seeing the GF always gets me glowing.  Yeah, I’m sounding like a girl right now, aren’t I?  Don’t hate.. Appreciate!

Manny Pacquiao was going to win this one.  There were no questions about it, except for how.  He finished with a unanimous decision.. Not as glamorous as a knockout, but a win is a win.  Whatever works, right?

Personally, I think Pacquiao fighting larger opponents is actually good for him.  He forces them to cut so much weight so fast, it’s definitely going to affect their performance inside the ring.  That Bob Arum guy knows what he’s doing.

Of course, Manny isn’t going to stay on top forever.  One of these days, they’re going to find a new horse to ride ragged.  I hope Pacquiao’s been saving his money.  Too many stories of prized boxers going broke five years into retirement.

I’ve always wanted to go into importing medical equipment.  I just feel like there’s a fortune to be made supplying people with that stuff.  If I had known that a spirometer can make me so much money, I would’ve taken up a related course.

In any case, there is still a lot of time to go into other business ventures.  I’m young, and the future is still out there.  Let’s see if I can make some magic happen and get filthy stinking rich in the process, spirometer or no spirometer.

Thank goodness for my terrible fear of poverty.  Nothing is more motivational.