Full Frontal Nudity

I went to do some laps in the pool the other day, and I must've been churning pretty hard, cuz when I came out of the water I was a little tipsy and groggy. So I stumble towards the changerooms, not looking forward to the 5 gruelling flights of stairs I need to climb to reach the showers.

I start up the stairs slowly, grasping desperately at the banister and at every breath.. trying very hard not to fall over. After what seemed like an eternity, I finally reach the top. But to my surprise, the changeroom looked different. Could I be dreaming? Am I really this disoriented??

The lockers were in different places, the hairdryer was on a different wall, the mirror was somewhere else, and the walls were **gasp** PINK!!

I U-turn as fast I can without tripping over my flip-flops and boot it down the stairs at mach 2 -- praying that I don't fall and plaster my face on the concrete walls.

"Please God.... don't let anyone see me......." running, running, 2 steps at a time. "Don't trip.. don't trip"

"oooh.. slippery spot"

"WAATch the puddle!" .... "get me outta here!!"

I'm not sure if the climb up or the dash down took longer, but they both seemed to take forever. I finally get back to the pool deck and emerge from ...... yes, the Ladies Room.

I peek around the corner to make sure no one's watching and wondering why I'm coming out of the women's room, and of course, I run into the *useless* lifeguards. They look at me, I look at them. "Umm,.. why didn't you stop me when I walked in??" (You have to walk past the men's room AND past the guarding station to get to the women's room). They were dumbfounded. And so was I.

Thank goodness I didn't run into or see anyone in the changeroom cuz there'd be lawsuits flying left, right, and centre .. but I thought it'd make a catchy title.

The Galchenkos

Crazy bro/sis tandem from Russia, Vova (18) and Olga (15).
First video is ~8min. Second is 1.5min.

I met my wife this summer.

I asked my buddy yesterday how his summer's been going and this was his opening line:

"I met my wife this summer."

Very direct - and with a tone of certainty; I think we need more men like that. He continues,

"We're getting engaged this December and getting married next summer. Then she's coming to live in Ireland with me for the 4th and 5th years [of school]."

WOW.. he's got it all figured out already. That was fast. So how'd you meet? (I ask with intrigue)

"I feel embarrassed telling you. I joined match.com this summer for 1 month. She emailed me without a picture and I was blown away by what she said. We met in the foothills and spent the rest of the summer together. And when I think about it, there is no other way we would've ever been able to meet. It isn't something that I could control - it's really all God."

Interesting.. I like how he didn't try justifying the means (match.com) or make any excuses for joining it, but rather jumped right to the end and said, "heck, we met and that's all that matters". But if it was indeed all God, then would they have met eventually? Is joining a dating service considered not placing your trust in God?

Regardless, I'm excited for you bro. Can't wait to meet her .. she's been described as "the domestic diva"!