Posts Tagged ‘Rocks’

Same Store Sales Growth for Max Muscle Sports Nutrition Rocks Retail World

Wednesday, May 26th, 2010
On average, and in the worst economy since 1929, Max Muscle Sports Nutrition franchise stores revenue grew 36%. read more

Ford: This Mustang Rocks! And, Oh Yeah, Is Good on Gas

Monday, May 3rd, 2010
In a sign of consumers continued price sensitivity, even muscle cars like Fords Mustang are touting their mileage. Fords latest campaign, for its 2011 V6 Mustang, showcases the models power and handling, but also prominently notes its 31-miles-per-gallon fuel efficiency.

The Devil’s Playground

Sunday, October 4th, 2009
The Devil’s Playground First Part “For God’s sake, Edwards, watch the road!” Marine Corps Captain Brianna Kelley sucked in a breath and braced against the dash, staring out the window of a Humvee that had seen better days. Sharp branches and pine needles scratched across the protective plastic of her window. The vehicle whined and bounced over sharp rocks, tree roots, and woodland debris barely visible under the overhead canopy of leaves and spotty moonlight.

ArKaos GrandVJ to Support 50-60 fps, Framerate is Beautiful, Plus Why FRAPS Rocks

Monday, August 24th, 2009
GrandVJ struts its stuff at the World Lighting Fair. Mmmm… light. Delicious light. Photo courtesy ArKaos . GrandVJ is the live visual world’s best secret at the moment. Maybe it’s the software’s streamlined feature set or simple-looking UI, or maybe hard-core visualists had come to associate the name “ArKaos” with the company’s previous product, which recently had indeed started to look long-in-the-tooth before GrandVJ finally replaced it. But here’s the reason GrandVJ is worth your consid

Equinox Rocks (or, Equinox Kicked My Butt, Vol. 2)

Monday, July 13th, 2009
After my initial fitness evaluation at Equinox , I was ready to jump into my new workout routine full-tilt. During my first week, my new training guru, Jayme, took me to a level of soreness I’ve not experienced in a long time, if ever. I spent the first seven days of our program gimping around like a little old lady and begging my hubby to massage various sore muscles (there was always a new one, it seemed—muscles I didn’t know I had). It was definitely a good soreness, though. The kind where