Inside Doug's Head

It is never too late to become wise.

Maybe it’s an oversight on the part of the Internet police, but I don’t think anyone is paying attention to the comments on YouTubers videos. They should be censored, but they are not. So, if you make a controversial video, it will be removed, but if you make a controversial comment on a banal video, all is well in the universe. It’s a new hobby of mine; look for me there.

—DG.

Ok, so I just realized that whiskey is not a hydrator. Drinking whiskey while working out makes you even more thirsty. The time passes quickly, but you tend to get rather parched and in need of a nap. You know, in case you were thinking of taking a bottle of Jameson with you to the gym. Like I did. By “accident.”

—DG.

Liposuction: it means fat sucking. DIY liposuction involves using the turkey baster attachment on your vacuum cleaner to extract the fat from your waist and thighs. No exercise required. The only easier way for me to lose 20 pounds of ugly fat would be to cut off my head.

Instead of Fight Clubbing the sucked out goo into soap, I would probably turn it into refined lard. Then I could use it in pies and pancakes, as a form of ultimate recycling. Lose weight while eating pie.

Oooh. Now I really want pancakes. The Korean kind, where you whip the egg whites and fold them into the batter to make it extra fluffy. Yeah, that’s the ticket. Pancakes fried in lard. Human lard. All natural human lard. And pancakes. I am going to need a new vacuum cleaner.

—DG.

Although I have grudgingly accepted the fact that at least some amount of exercise is inevitably in my future, the conundrum of how best to get it remains. Doing anything resembling a sport is, for obvious reasons, definitely out. A few years ago, before I became completely doughy, I had worked up to running five miles a day. Unfortunately, I had to stop, though, because the cost of taking an Uber to get home was starting to be significant. Besides, it’s really hard to keep the whiskey from sloshing out of a crystal glass when I run, and I refuse to drink good liquor out of a sippy cup.

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Uggh. Sometimes, life’s little realities can be difficult to accept. I am very much a fan of the sedentary lifestyle; however, it does have its drawbacks. Don’t get me wrong, I am not suggesting abandoning it, for it has served me well. No, I am aware of too many anecdotes of athletic types in their 20s and 30s who are already on their second or third hip, knee, or shoulder surgeries as a result of mishaps from their sporting misadventures. Such injuries also come along with lengthy recovery and physiotherapy timelines that make a sedentary life a wiser choice. Notwithstanding a heart attack in 2013 that required the installation of four stents, which was totally unrelated to lifestyle choices, the sedentary life has never done me any harm.

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