Rhonda Lee Quaresma, 42, is among “the world’s sexiest bodybuilders,” according to bodybuilding.com, a site – one imagines – is dedicated to knowing such things. So it’s not nearly as surprising that a rugged beauty such as Quaresma would try her hand at prostitution as it is that someone else would pay to humor her.




Golf carts are nitwitted and I’ve often wished harm on them. So you’ll pardon me when I relay the story of an Arkansas cart (hereby known as a “Cartkansas”) exploding during some dude’s lazy day at the links.

Hey, remember the summer of 2007? Good times, right? The global recession was just a newborn chicklet, barely able to walk, LeBron James was a still a good guy, John McCain was, at least, not yet a bad guy. The White Stripes were still together. No one had any funny Tiger Woods jokes, but everyone had funny Michael Jackson jokes. Your money was still in your bank, you weren’t more embarrassed to show your latest 401k statement to a stranger than your wang and gas was … well, no, gas was still pretty damned expensive. Also, the 2012 London Olympic logo was still new.
Now? Not so much.
Media outlets nationwide have jumped on the story of Cassy Herkelman becoming the first female wrestler to win a state tournament match, and rightly so. But the angle those outlets have taken is, uh, wrongly so. The story ain't about a lady wrestler. Herkelman's just doing what good ol’ fashioned, corn-fed Iowa girls do. The story belongs more to fellow wrassler, Joel Northrup for not doing what good ol’ fashioned corn-fed Iowa boys do: grope girls.
It wasn’t that long ago that Jamaicans bobsledding or Tim McGraw singing a duet with Nelly was unheard of. Two went with two, fives with fives and nines with nines. It was orderly. It made sense. And for a while, it made life, very, very predictable. But that’s all over now. You might still occasionally read a story about an Iranian snowboarder or Streisand playing a club gig with Lil Wayne, but all-in-all, we’re quickly becoming an ironic country, as tolerant as ever about crazy pairings.
But this? This is the craziest effin’ story I’ve read all month.