In the news recently, Phillip Sherman of Arkansas left his cell phone at a McDonald’s.  He was assured by employees that his phone would be kept safe until he returned to pick it up.  He had reason to be concerned about the safety of the phone, as it contained nude pictures of his wife.  Shocker…somehow, the pictures of his wife ended up on the internet.  Sherman and his wife are now suing McDonald’s for $3 million in damages for suffering, embarrassment and having to move to a new home.

Am I the only one, but does something sound suspiciously suspicious about this story?  I think it’s entirely possible this guy put the photos of his wife on line himself, maybe after an argument perhaps, and then in hindsight went….oh my god….what did I just do.  So, he decides to conveniently leave his phone at a restaurant and make the claim that THEY must have downloaded the pictures onto the internet.

Or, perhaps, he and his wife are both in on it!  Not a bad scam when you think about it.  They get $3 mill and a new life.  Ask yourself this…out of all the websites on the internet…how in the heck did they find the photos of his wife unless they knew where to look?

 Of course, I have considered the fact that this whole claim could be on the up and up.  I’ll leave that to the courts to decide.

In the meantime, I may have to see if my camera on my cell phone comes equipped with a timer.   Seems the odds of a cash payout that way may be better than winning the lottery.

The Uroclub

Ever found yourself on the course and you’re nowhere near a porta-pottie and you don’t want to just “whip it out in the bushes”?   I came across this nifty little contraption and thought some golfers might be interested.  Unfortunately, there is no ladies model…of course.

So, I’m still ailing from my run over two weeks ago.  I’ve been sent for x-rays and I’m awaiting the results to see if I may have developed a stress fracture.   Only problem is, unless it’s really bad, stress fractures usually don’t show up on an x-ray.  Bottom line is…I haven’t been able to go to kickboxing since October 19th and I’m starting to go bonkers.  Kickboxing is one of those things that keeps me sane.  I do it as much for the mental boost I get from it as the physical boost.  It’s a fantastic workout and the gals I train with are all wonderful.  Diane Brisson at Elite Twin Dragon is an awesome instructor.  In fact…I even got into the ring to spar with her a few weeks ago, just before I hurt my leg.  I gotta say…it’s pretty cool getting in a ring and going head to head with the woman that is currently the North American Champ.  Sweet.  Was I scared?  Yes.  But, at the same time I would rather spar her than other gals in my class because I know she’s going to take the time to let me work on things.  I think I actually landed a couple of punches and kicks.  She of course could have taken my head off at any moment and she did give me a few good shots to the head.  In fact, I cut my nose a little bit on the cage mask I wear.  Yeah…I wear a cage.  I like my face the way it is, thank you.  lol.  Call me vain, but at least I’m getting in there and trying it.  And I can’t wait for my leg to get better so that I can get back to class and get back in the ring and try again. 

Even if my leg was okay by December 5th, looks like I’ll have to miss out on the Kick-box-a-thon that the club is holding in support of the Amelia Rising Sexual Assault Centre of Nipissing.   It’s our staff Christmas party that night.  While I’m dancing the night away, the students at Elite Twin Dragon are going to be kickboxing for 24 hours.  24 HOURS!!!!  So, if you would like to support a good cause and sponsor someone, you can always drop by the club and make a donation Monday to Thursday during the evenings from 6-9p at 221 Algonquin Avenue, just below Music City.