Archive for July, 2008
Yes, I am that Pole Dancer
Posted by April July 31, 2008, under Obsessions, Narcissism, Eccentricism & Vanity | 8 Comments
Help me, I have a hopeless addiction to the pole. It’s so bad, that if you were to hand me a naked dish of the month model man I would easily dump him for a smooth, stainless steel finished, 45mm thick 12 foot pole. I would ditch a chance at MTV awards for the pole. [...]
Set against several backdrops of Shanghai night clubs, English Manors, lush green havens, temples amongst snow-capped mountains…hardly the kind of settings to be associated with bringing back a dusty ancient dead. Having grown up into an adventure seeker like his father, Alex O’Connell discovers and through a series of backstabbing Hi-jinx, awakens the powerful, 5-element [...]
A Piece of Serendah
Posted by April July 1, 2008, under Places to go | 4 Comments
Part of the experience of living is the experience itself. Speaking of experiences in Malaysia, I would strongly encourage the idea of living in an area where you are transported to dreams by the lullabies sung my throating crickets and falling leaves; and waking up to filtered sunlight cocktailed with the scent of green. Nestled [...]
Yes, I am that Pole Dancer
Help me, I have a hopeless addiction to the pole. It’s so bad, that if you were to hand me a naked dish of the month model man I would easily dump him for a smooth, stainless steel finished, 45mm thick 12 foot pole. I would ditch a chance at MTV awards for the pole. [...]
Set against several backdrops of Shanghai night clubs, English Manors, lush green havens, temples amongst snow-capped mountains…hardly the kind of settings to be associated with bringing back a dusty ancient dead. Having grown up into an adventure seeker like his father, Alex O’Connell discovers and through a series of backstabbing Hi-jinx, awakens the powerful, 5-element [...]
A Piece of Serendah
Part of the experience of living is the experience itself. Speaking of experiences in Malaysia, I would strongly encourage the idea of living in an area where you are transported to dreams by the lullabies sung my throating crickets and falling leaves; and waking up to filtered sunlight cocktailed with the scent of green. Nestled [...]
