I'll attempt to make this short & sweet, since I encountered two very friendly cats tonight & I seem to be allergically reacting to them fairly intensely, if such a thing is even grammatically possible. Suffice to say that I'm giving serious thought to clawing my eyes out right now.

I felt guilty enough about the cookies & Chinese food that I scarfed down at work today that I walked (yes, I know, very anti-L.A.) over to the Evil Empire of Fitness because I have a six-month free trial membership coupon that a friend gave me. On a side note, I find it ironic that when you do a search on Google for "Bally fitness," you have to go through three pages of complaint sites about the company in order to find the results for the actual company website. But I digress. I had the free pass so I figured I might as well use it. I didn't end up doing everything that I wanted to do as far as a workout goes, since you need to bring your own towel or buy one from the "pro shop." Next time, I'll have to remember about the towel.

Either way, my friends weren't kidding when they said the gym was less functional than it was a place to be seen. I could not believe all the eye candy wandering around in tight Spandex. Unfortunately, there were plenty of overweight middle-aged men to make up the difference as well. So I went and did some exercise in addition to the 2 mile roundtrip walk, which was good. Tomorrow, I'll go back with a towel.

While in the locker room getting ready to leave, I saw a guy who I swear was in Police Academy 4 and Wildcats. Given that this is Los Angeles, it's probably not uncommon to see actors wandering around. But I was not about to go up to this six-and-a-half-foot tall 400 pound man and ask him if he was the one in those films, especially when he was only wearing a towel. See? It all comes back to the towel at Bally's.