I keep buying cheesy CDs after hearing the songs at the gym. And I always admit that I like the gym to sound like a gay disco. I bought one CD because it had a funny mashup of “Land of Confusion” by Genesis and “Upside Down” by Diana Ross. (I forget what’s it’s called, but it’s by Alcazar.) Today I heard another couple of songs I liked. Dave the Trainer said one of the songs is probably by Cher and I was chastised for liking a song by Cher. (Yeah, I’m not a big fan of Cher, either.) And there’s another one with a baseline that sounds like it’s from a George Michael song. It’s probably better that I don’t know what they are.

There was a beautiful woman at the gym today who looked quite angry. Perhaps she was angry that I was looking at her, but I think she had that look on her face the whole time. I’m not sure I’d ever want to go out with someone who starts out mad at me. If there’s one thing I know about my relationships, I know I can make women mad. I don’t need any natural tendency towards anger to help me in this matter. But I have friends, MARRIED friends, who say the ability to make a woman mad is half of what I need to make a successful long-term relationship. The other half is knowing that I’m always wrong.

There’s another woman at the gym who looks sad all the time and the only thing I’ve ever said to her was, “Hey, look! It’s the Mars Face on TV!” She just ignored me.