I became bored riding on the back of my husband’s motorcycle. I decided the next logical step for me of course, was to get my own motorcycle. I envisioned myself as a sexy, feminine rider. I would master the twisties and finally get a tattoo. Something pretty, maybe a sugar skull. And I could even join an all-female biker club. My husband, excited at the prospect of having a live in riding buddy, bought me lessons with an former state trooper, Smitty, for my birthday and a 2008 Honda 750 Shadow for Christmas. I was all set. All I needed was a license and the open road. Continue reading
Today’s highlights will feature, swimming, cycling, beach volleyball, indoor volleyball, basketball, rowing, and GYMNASTICS! The US Women’s Volleyball team is top ranked. Continue reading
Today’s Open Thread features a photograph by one of Crasstalk’s own. Continue reading
Dubbed “the worst movie ever made.” this magnificently awful film showcases camp in its purest form. It rambles and stutters yet never loses hold of its endearing enthusiasm and eccentric charm. As with any train wreck, you won’t be able to look away. C’mon. You know you’re curious. Continue reading
When you were young and your heart was an open book, you used to say live and let live. Continue reading
This week, let’s take a look at where we make our money. Or for those of us who don’t make money, let’s take a look at where we spend our days (don’t you dare say anything bad about my sofa). Continue reading
Send your nominations for Comment of the Week (COW) to: crasstalkcow at gmail. Remember to say what post or OT it comes from. Continue reading
Grigory Abromov – Signature of nature – 2012 Continue reading
Exceptionalism by default, Harry Reid has big brass ones, Boehner tries to reign in his caucus, House Dems blowing it, The Mittstorm Cometh VIII – First Contact, Karl Rove – Illuminatus, and pot. Continue reading
My childhood is filled with fond memories of watching Dorothy Hamill do the “Hamill Camel;” in fact I had my hair cut just like her. Bart Conner awed me on his parallel bars. I was enthralled watching Bonnie Blair zipping across the ice. I loved watching Bruce Jenner and “Flo-Jo” running their hearts out. Who can forget the 1980 Miracle on Ice hockey team? The Olympics were a time that I, along with everyone else I knew, were transfixed in front of the television set trying to discover what happened and what was up next. Times are different now. I still look forward to the Olympic Games, but it isn’t quite the same. Continue reading