I MOVE ONWARD, THE ONLY DIRECTION, CAN'T BE SCARED TO FAIL, SEARCHIN' PERFECTION

When dressing in the morning, it's Mother Nature's occasional suggestion of autumn that breathes new life into my closet. But it's those even more frequent hotter-than-blazes days, the sun beating down and humidity reaching South Carolina-like proportions, that put a smile on my face and running shoes on my feet (or biking cleats, depending on the day). And there is truly no better personal trainer than an almost 5 year old on training wheels: START! stop. START! FASTER FAAAAASTER FAAAAAAAAAASTER!! stop. START. stop. (rest) START! FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASTER!!! stop.

But on those rare days when a solo run is in my cards, these are a few of my personal trainers (Sis, this is for you.. to add some variety to your playlist):

1. On To the Next One - Jay-Z (Ft. Swizz Beatz)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WM1RChZk1EU

2. Magalenha - Sergio Mendes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lzhRr4PWD-Q

3. Make Her Say - KiD Cudi (Ft. Kanye West and Common)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xt22KvnRSL4

4. Ella Me Levanto - Daddy Yankee

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AbTMYgHK9Cg

5. 4 Minutes - Madonna (Ft. Justin Timberlake)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bHHUhcV2eVY&feature=av2e

Cadence, cadence, cadence. And a little fight music never hurt.

*Styx, signing off

SHE SAID "YOU A PLAYER AIN'T YA, YOU CAN HAVE WHAT YOU WANT CAN'T YA?", I REPLIED THAT I'M ALSO AN ARTIST, BABY I CAN PAINT YA

'Busy' doesn't even begin to explain my days, but there's something about a little comic relief at the exact right moment that can make it all totally bearable. So when our graphic artist stopped by the office last Friday afternoon to generously distribute some TGIF refreshments, I snapped a photo of my desk (all whilst in the throws of an almost laughable monsoon of work), and sent it to Silent Bob ((who can understand, far better than many, just what kind of monsoon I'm navigating)). He added the text to my photo, and nailed it:

God love iPhones. And an impeccable sense of humor.

**Styx, signing off

I AIN'T BRAGGIN' CAUSE I'M THE ONE, JUST ASK AND IT SHALL BE DONE

"Guys are the new ball and chain."

Truer words hath ne'er been spoken. Read on to learn more about one of the most serendipitous, self-affirming articles I've had the pleasure of reading in a great while, and what The Atlantic has coined The End of Men : click me to learn about the not so mysterious rise of the strong, smart, talented woman

(Then do yourself a solid and check out the comments following the article, to further drive home the point that- along with their authority, men's penis sizes seem to be shrinking too. Or at least one would think so, with the ignorant, defensive vomit that follows a well written and researched article. Like this moron: If women want to take real World leadership they should first of all stop being selfish, otherwise they'll bring our society to disaster.)

((Apparently he's been living in a hole the last 9 years and hasn't heard of George W...))

**Styx, signing off