I was going to do a balonie biker video

But it's too dark in my staging area. Thunderstorms have been moving in and out all day, and now there is just the darkness and rain. A very nice calm soothing rain. zzzzzz kind of rain.

I planned the video this afternoon, and wrote a script and everything. It's called Magic meets Fitness. Sounds a little strange I know, but that's the beauty of it. It's bizarre and the ending will freak you out. Everyone will be saying..."how in the hell did she do that?" Even I surprise myself sometimes. I have to figure a way to take the plastic shield thingie off Gord's helmet. I can't ask him, because he would throw a fit if he knew I touched his motorcycle crap. The camera can't pick up too much sound from behind the Hannabal Lecter Mask. Besides, it's a pain in the ass flipping it up to take a drink of wine.

He is such a baby when it comes to his stuff. The next time I do a video, I'm going to wear his leather jacket and his chaps. That would make for a good workout, because they are waaaay too big for me, but let's not dwell on that, let's just think about how all the wrestling around in all that heavy cow skin will improve my cardio workout. It's for a good cause. Then I will put them back neatly in the closet where he stores them, and spit on them. It seems fair, I had the workout and got back at him for being such a baby. I might even put on his revered leather gloves and touch some dog shit out on the back 40, then put them back ..very gently where I found them as well. heh justice will have been served.

I draw the line at wearing his boots. He has smaller feet than I do, and twice as wide. I have some pride! With all that leather I don't want to end up looking like a Clydesdale horse.

Anyway, I'm not going to wear all the shit for the video. Because this time it's all about the magic. Too bad it's so dark, because I'm in the mood to do it right now.

I've had enough fun at his expense. Sorry hon...(you bring the worst out in me:) And yes that goes two ways!