South Ossetia Here I Come!
My Weight: 330 lbs??
Labels: Chatto, Knights of Fetishti, portable refrigerator, South Ossetia
My name is Steven Seagal, and I am obese. What you are about to read is a spiritual journey through the realm of my mass in my battle to reduce my physical presence. Welcome, and good chi.
Labels: Chatto, Knights of Fetishti, portable refrigerator, South Ossetia
The treatment for my next film, Stealthy Proposition, was rejected by Paramount yesterday. As I sit in my pebble garden with a fruit smoothie reviewing this incident, all my doubts and fears have come back to haunt me. Am I really too obese to be taken seriously? Does size have anything to do with grace? Are my opponents, when locked in battle with me, really laughing at me behind my admittedly prodigious back? Is Jeff Speakman a svelter martial artist? Tried on my leather trench coat from Into the Sun, and it still fit, but I couldn’t touch my toes. B.B. King has recommended some stretching techniques. I think I’ll try them out. In the meanwhile, I think Chatto has discovered the extra refrigerator but hasn’t said anything about it yet. Is he laughing at me too?Labels: bloat, Chatto, Jeff Speakman, leather trench coat, obese, pebble garden, portable refrigerator
Chatto, who I’ve trained myself, did a better job last night. Despite my efforts, I couldn’t get near the refrigerator. So no guilt today, though I find myself unaccountably bloated. And a little hurt. Gary called at the very last moment to say he couldn’t make it. This after I’d already bought his swordfish steaks and heated up the water garden for a swim. I’ve learned to deal with treacheries of this kind over the years, but Gary has always stuck by me. That’s life. Meditated in the Silent Room for a while and went for a walk in the pebble garden. I’m feeling much better now, if still slightly bloated. Installed second, portable, refrigerator in bedroom this morning, just in case.Labels: bloat, Chatto, Gary Busey, portable refrigerator, water garden