Shannan Leigh (AKA Alexis Taylor)

Buxom Housesitters in Bondage

2011-08-30T22:47:00.000-07:00

Secretary Diana Knight is housesitting for her boss. She resents the fact that he expects her to interrupt her weekend plans in order to pick up his newspapers and water his plants. Consequently she racks up some long distance charges on his phone and then uses it to call her friend Alexis Taylor. She invites Alexis over to the boss' place to watch some movies. A moment or two after hanging up the receiver Diana hears a noise behind her. Before she can turn around someone has clapped a hand over her mouth and informed her that any resistance will be futile. Less than an hour later Alexis arrives at the boss' home. She becomes a bit alarmed when Diana fails to answer the repeated rings of the doorbell and finally she tries the doorknob. It turns in her hand. After a short hesitation Alexis calls out Diana's name and slowly enters the foyer.She hears muffled cries emanating from the living room and races toward the sound. To her utter shock she finds Diana gagged and tied up on the couch. In an instant she is at her friend's side trying to remove her gag. Unfortunately for both women Alexis has failed to notice the razor-wielding man lurking behind her in the corner of the room..

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Alexis vs. Tanya

2009-07-27T21:00:00.000-07:00

Alexis and I have tangled often. Join TanyaDanielle.com to see many of our fights in their brutal entirety!

XO Tanya

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Alexis in Charge

2009-05-04T08:36:00.001-07:00

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XO Tanya

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The Schoolyard Bully

2009-03-27T14:13:00.001-07:00

Many people can probably remember a schoolyard bully from their childhood. Perhaps they sometimes wonder what happened to this seemingly omnipotent individual who inflicted so much terror on so many. Does he occupy a position of power somewhere in the dirty corporate world? Did she drink herself to death? Is he working in the paint department at Home Depot? Is she a schoolteacher? Is this person writing traffic tickets for a living? If you grew up in a big city then you probably have no way of knowing. Similarly, if you left your hometown for another city then you also may not have the access to the info. I have no idea what happened to the bullies from my youth. My friend Luisa, however, grew up in a small suburb of Los Angeles, still lives there, and continues to socialize with many of her childhood buddies. Recently she was showing me some old class photos that spanned from grade school to high school. The faces of all the kids in her fifth grade class smiled up at me from their page in history. All except one of them, that is. Someone had taken a ballpoint pen and savagely scribbled all over the head of one little girl.

"Why did you do that?" I asked Luisa.

"She was my archenemy back then." Luisa said. "I hated her and feared her. She made my life a living Hell. She lived in the building next door to mine. I used to climb out my bedroom window instead of walking out the front door just so Alexis wouldn't know that I was going anywhere. I was scared to death of her. Then one day I beat her up and we became friends."

I smiled and peered down at the young girl's photo again. It really held my attention for some reason. Although it was difficult to discern her features through all the pen marks I felt a strange stirring in my gut. Why? I didn't grow up in LA or go to school here. Why would some little kid look familiar to me?

"What did you say her name was?" I asked Luisa.

"Alexis." she responded. "Alexis Taylor."

All the little hairs stood up on the back of my neck.

"Alexis Taylor?!" I shrieked.

"Yeah, why?" Luisa asked, a bit startled by my reaction. "Do you know her?"

"Yes, we've worked together tons of times, but we haven't gotten along well in recent years." I said.

"Come to think of it I heard that she was involved in movies or something.." Luisa said, "but I though that she never took her clothes off."

I rolled my eyes. Luisa stared at me.

"So you settled your differences with her by beating her up back in fifth grade?" I asked, a plan slowly starting to take shape in my head.

"Yep." Luisa said with satisfaction.

That is when I realized what I needed to do. It didn't take me long to track down Alexis. Click here for a preview of the resulting fracas.

Were we able to straighten out our past issues with one another? Which woman proved to be victorious on that fateful day? Join TanyaDanielle.com to see the entire Wrestling with Alexis gallery and find out now!

XO Tanya

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5 Exclusive Alexis Taylor Videos on Sale!

2009-02-23T10:43:00.001-08:00

An awesome collection of five exclusive Alexis Taylor videos is on sale until February 27 at CustomVideoTheatre.com! Do not miss your chance to buy Chair Tied, Boxing Bondage, Tables Turned, Office Deceit, and Salesgirl's Revenge for a $28 total savings. See Alexis at her finest and do it for a huge discount - you will treasure these exclusive videos forever.

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XO Tanya

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Alexis vs. Tanya

2009-02-23T10:42:00.001-08:00

This brutal pic of Alexis Taylor and me is my Photo of the Day at TanyaDanielle.com. Visit this page each day to see my new daily photo!

XO Tanya

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Shannan vs. Jewell

2009-02-16T14:18:00.000-08:00

At this moment Shannan has the upper hand in her brutal boxing match against Jewell Marceau. Join TanyaDanielle.com to see the Knock Out Punch gallery in its entirety an find out who won!

XO Tanya

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Shannan & Tanya

2009-01-29T11:04:00.000-08:00

This photo of Shannan and me was taken during a shoot for DTWrestling.com. You can see the entire gallery at TanyaDanielle.com!

XO Tanya

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Misery Loves Company

2009-01-29T10:54:00.000-08:00

Recently I had some brutal private training sessions with psychotic gym manager Alexis Taylor. As it turns out a few other models I know have endured similar situations with a different taskmaster:

"Exercise can be torment, especially when you're in a gym run by a sadistic vixen named Bobbi (played by veteran porno superstar Sharon Mitchell). Her methods are unorthodox, but she gets results. The young models, starlets and career girls who come to her are so terrified they work out extra hard. Cleo Nichole and Bobbi Brandt are the health club's latest and most beautiful patrons. When lovely blonde Cleo doesn't work hard enough and sweat profusely enough, the "Sweat Bitch" hangs her upside-down and whips her madly. Sara is in for worse, and her treatment leads to a bizarre turn of events."

Misery loves company... I don't feel so alone anymore. Click here to watch Cleo and Bobbi suffer..

XO Tanya

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Alexis Stars in "Bikini Bound"

2009-01-27T19:32:00.000-08:00

Onscreen bondage, onscreen gagging, thong bikinis, toplessness and more! - - - Gorgeous Amber has just inherited a mansion on the beach from her eccentric uncle. She hires private investigators Alexis and Goldie to help her find a fortune rumored to be hidden somewhere in the house. However Amber's sister Cleo and her boyfriend are living in the mansion and are determined to find the treasure before they're forced to move out. When Amber arrives at the mansion, Cleo and her boyfriend pounce on the hapless beauty, and she's tied, gagged and hidden away before the detectives arrive. One after the other, Goldie and Alexis are overpowered, bound, gagged and left to squirm with their helpless hostess while their captors continue their search for the loot. When Cleo's boyfriend finally discovers the fortune, he has a nasty surprise for the buxom blonde. All the women are bound and gagged wearing thong bikinis, and all tying and gagging (stuffed cleave and detective gags) is shown on-screen.

Stars: Amber Michaels, Alexis Taylor, Cleo Nichole, Goldie Blair, Ikaras Jones

Director: Jon Woods

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A Chronicle of Abuse

2009-01-27T19:30:00.000-08:00

Alexis Taylor is a foul-tempered gym owner who seizes any available opportunity to inflict torment on those who frequent her establishment. Buy the Private Training series at DeviantDownloads.com to witness each and every occasion of suffering that I experienced at her hands..

- XO Tanya

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Card Shark

2009-01-08T13:33:00.000-08:00

I like to cheat at cards. Usually I never get caught. Shannan, however, has a sharper eye than most of my girlfriends. She objected to my dirty ways and a nasty, nasty catfight ensued! Join TanyaDanielle.com to see the entire Card Shark gallery in its entirety now!

XO Tanya

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Back where it all started...

2008-08-21T00:05:00.000-07:00

A nondescript hotel room in Los Angeles. A diabolical villainess (AKA Alexis Taylor) vs. an American superheroine (AKA Tanya Danielle.) This landmark battle launched a year of intrigue. Buy the epic American Angel - Episode #2 at DeviantDownloads.com now!

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Customer Testimonial

2008-02-10T09:26:00.000-08:00

"Once more Tanya Danielle's Custom Videos has delivered a quality product. The video, sound and editing are excellent; and Tanya and Kianna certainly delivered excellent performances. Jay was very good about keeping my informed on the status of my order and has been eminently helpful at all stages of my order.

I would heartily recommend Tanya Danielle's Custom Videos to anyone interested in personalized fetish videos."

Visit CustomVideoOnDemand.com for information on ordering your own custom video with Shannan!

- XO Tanya

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Check this out

2007-12-28T08:17:00.000-08:00

I just stumbled upon Jon Woods'Bondage-Babylon.com where I saw this sexy pic of Shannan (AKA Alexis Taylor). The accompanying text on the page is equally compelling. It begins with:

"Parents:
It’s your fault – either through upbringing or genetics – that your children are perverted and want to see this material. Don’t blame us."

Check out Bondage-Babylon.com if you have a moment. It gave me a few chuckles this morning.

XO Tanya

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Full-size boxing/wrestling ring available for shoots!

2007-08-25T17:50:00.001-07:00

Stacy Burke vs. Tanya Danielle

Tanya Danielle vs. Stacey Cash

Jewell Marceau vs. Tanya Danielle

Shannan Leigh vs. Tanya Danielle

We have a full-size boxing/wrestling ring available for custom shoots - contact Jay at jrowcorp@yahoo.com to line up your favorite models for a custom match now!

- XXOO Tanya

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Pringles, Vodka, and a Large, Black Dildo

2007-07-21T22:27:00.000-07:00

Vectra Woman (played by Alexis Taylor) beat the crap out of superheroine American Angel. Mere weeks later sister superheroine Bruiser (played by Stacy Burke) tried to pound some sense into American Angel's blonde head. American Angel simply could not reclaim her self-respect and she hit rock bottom. After weeks of swilling vodka in fleabag hotels and flophouses she finally slunk into the dungeon of Mistress Jewell (played by Jewell Marceau) on one ill-fated afternoon. She begged Mistress Jewell to kill her and feed her to the dobermans. Things got uglier than ever before. Now it's Chapter 5 of this debauched superheroine saga:

"American Angel part 5
Chapter five of a Tanya Danielle Superheroine series

Still depressed, American Angel is now in hiding from the other superheroines so she can get drunk in peace. After her escape from the dungeon of dominatrix Mistress Jewell she feels totally inadequate. She uses a huge black dildo to abuse herself sexually, then decides to return to her life as Assistant DA Tanya Proctor and give up her life as American Angel."

What will happen next?? Tune in each Friday at www.CatfightDownloads.com to find out!

- XXOO Tanya

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Upcoming shoot date: Shannan Leigh

2007-07-18T14:17:00.001-07:00

On Monday, July 23 Shannan Leigh (AKA Alexis Taylor) and I will be shooting a custom video together. This will be Shannan's last shoot before having knee surgery on July 24. E-mail Jay at jrowcorp@yahoo.com if you would like to schedule some custom work with Shannan before or after her surgery!

- XXOO Tanya

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10 minutes FREE at Catfight VOD!

2007-07-15T09:44:00.001-07:00

- XXOO Tanya

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American Angel vs. Vectra Woman

2007-07-15T08:47:00.000-07:00

Here's a new selection from Deviant Downloads:

American Angel part 2
Chapter two of a Tanya Danielle Superheroine series

Defense attorney Alexis Taylor arrives at Assistant DA Tanya Proctor's hotel room for a meeting, but instead is confronted by American Angel. American Angel (Tanya Danielle) suspects that Alexis Taylor is really the evil Vectra Woman in civilian clothes. An intense catfight between the two women ensues. American Angel may have met her match in this sexy villainess! Check it out...

- XXOO Tanya

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A Chronicle of Abuse

2007-05-27T21:10:00.000-07:00

Shannan Leigh is a foul-tempered gym owner who seizes any available opportunity to inflict torment on those who frequent her establishment. Buy Tanya's Gym Bondage at DeviantDownloads.com to witness each and every occasion of suffering that I experienced at her hands..

- XO Tanya

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Treat for the Powerlifters

2007-05-22T14:02:00.000-07:00

Tanya is caught posing for nude pictures in the gym so gym manager Shannan retaliates by tying her down on a piece of equipment, exposing her for all to see as she opens up the doors to let the powerlifters into the room. Download Tanya's gym bondage - clip 1 at the Custom Video Theatre now!

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Shannan in a Straitjacket

2007-05-16T19:33:00.000-07:00

Click here to watch free clips of Shannan incapacitated by a straitjacket and held at the mercy of sadistic nurse Dorothy Laine!

- XXOO Tanya

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Why can't we just get along?

2007-05-16T15:59:00.000-07:00

Shannan is a nice person. I'm pretty nice too. Sometimes she and I get along famously. Sometimes. There have been numerous other occasions when things have gone dreadfully awry between us. It tends to happen when there's a camera around. Shannan claims that I'll do anything to be in the spotlight. She says I just want attention and don't care if it's positive attention or negative attention. I say she should just shut the fuck up. Yeah, we've tangled often. Really often. Maybe someday we will enjoy a less volatile friendship. Yet I can't shake a strange mental image I have of Shannan and me when we are each in our eighties: we're both in motorized wheelchairs and blazing at full speed towards each other across a nursing home floor. Who will triumph? Or will we both die? Who knows. It's a strange notion to have in my head anyways.

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- XXOO Tanya

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Slamming Shannon

2007-04-26T10:54:00.000-07:00

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- XXOO Tanya

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Shannan in Action!

2007-04-12T08:46:00.000-07:00

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- XXOO Tanya

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Ann's Birthday

2007-03-06T15:49:00.000-08:00

Ann Parker turned 24 a few weeks ago. She seemed utterly disinterested in the event of her own birthday. That made me like her more. After all, no one between the ages of 21 and 65 should be celebrating birthdays anyways. She obviously knew that. I knew that. Nonetheless, her birthday afforded me a great excuse to go all out and plan a big drinking bash. By my terms a "big drinking bash" involves about four people. Ann, Shannan Leigh, Jewell Marceau, and I headed out to George Petrelli's Steakhouse at my behest. We enjoyed a great dinner and consumed a few too many shots of vodka. The bartender summoned a cab and reassured us that we could leave my Buick Skylark in the parking lot overnight. All four of us were chatting exuberantly and giggling as we poured into the cab and directed the driver to Shannan's apartment.

When we arrived at her place Shannan fumbled for the keys to the door and I grabbed Ann by her shoulders.

"Ann," I sputtered drunkenly, "I have a special gift for you. It's pretty amazing. It may not last long but it is amazing."

Ann smiled back at me with a mixture of appreciation and embarrassment. She turned a bit red.

"I really want you to see this work of art because its dynamism is.. irrefutable." I continued.

For a few moments I searched my mind for an appropriate follow-up comment because I always have the feeling that I don't describe things well when those particular things have an impact on me. I felt my drunkenness and I felt my inability to articulate what I wanted to say. Ann giggled. I let my thoughts drift off into unreachable obscurity. Shannan finally unlocked the door and we all stumbled into her home.

"Let me get the cake ready!" Shannan exclaimed as she set down her purse and headed towards her refrigerator.

"I'll show you your gift after you've blown out the candles." I told Ann with quiet yet eager anticipation.

Shannan reappeared with the cake and some vodka within a few minutes. Ann made a wish and blew out the burning candles which decorated the cake. We all cheered and then I vanished into the kitchen. Jewell was busy pouring shots of vodka for everyone as I pulled Ann's birthday present out of the cabinet where I had hidden it. I beamed at the masterpiece one last time as I cradled it in my arms. My excitement mounted as I transported this incredible creation into the dining room where the other girls were waiting. I walked in backwards. With a monumental flourish I spun around and presented the unparalleled watermelon sculpture to Ann. I exuded happiness and triumph as I watched Ann's face and waited for her reaction.

Ann gazed at the physiognomy of the Viking who stared back at her from the bulk of the carved watermelon. His imperious expression commanded respect despite the bananas in his head that functioned as decorative horns. The Viking stared at Ann. Ann stared at the Viking. The Viking clearly disturbed her. Raw power emanated from the Viking's head, specifically from his brow, and of course the spectacle defied normal comprehension. The Viking overwhelmed the room with his majesty and the sheer scare factor of his realism. He neither sought nor required validation. Ann seemed frozen. The Viking remained resolute and unwavering; his banana-adorned head regarded Ann with unmistakable ferocity.

I found myself beginning to cringe after more than a silent minute went by. Obviously Ann could not accept the Viking for who he was. She did not want to see him at all. She did not really want to see anything. The night was ruined. She knew it. I knew it.

"What the fuck is your problem?!" Ann finally screamed at me.

I could not explain since I was just now comprehending that Ann did not want to move past her current acceptance of what defined art. Or what comprised inspiration. I continued to hold the Viking in my arms. Within these same troubled moments I also realized that everyone present would eventually write off the evening as just another example of drunken debauchery if they remembered it at all. Still, the tension hung in the air. Ann threw herself at me. I tried to protect the Viking by depositing him on a side table as I simultaneously stripped off my clothes and engaged myself in battle.

"I guess you need a glowing review from an art critic before you see anything, don't you?" I hissed in Ann's ear as she threw me to the ground and tried to smother the life out of me with her substantial breasts.

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- XXOO Tanya

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Fitness Expo

2007-02-23T21:08:00.000-08:00

Over a recent weekend my friend Tyson had orchestrated a series of submission wrestling seminars at the Fitness Expo 2007 in Pasadena, California. On the following Monday at the gym Shannan asked me if I had attended any of them. I reminded her that I had had trouble getting into Tyson's last event and had stormed off in disgust. Eventually I had gotten over the incident, but I was not about to rush out and stand in line for another of Tyson's promotions anytime soon.

"Well, I went to the Fitness Expo, but I didn't see any of Tyson's people." Shannan told me as we pedalled on the exercise bikes at the gym. "I did see tons of weirdos there though. You probably would have enjoyed watching some of them since you become so fascinated with strange characters."

"Why? Who was there?" I asked her.

"Bodybuilders, powerlifters, fitness models, and such. Some of their bodies were really freaky." she responded with amusement.

"Oh. Those type of people don't interest me." I said.

Shannan turned her head to regard me.

"Why not? You always get obsessed with abnormal people. Remember Al the drunk boxing coach? Siggi the Sign King who became a crack addict? Large Dog Larry with his feathered hairstyle and massive cock? Your 85-pound ZipRealty agent with the meth problem? What about them? Why do they interest you while the bodybuilders do not?" she asked with genuine puzzlement.

I thought about it as I pedalled slowly. My gaze wandered around the gym. A few pro wrestlers were practicing some moves in the boxing ring. A powerlifter was strutting around with his shirt off between sets. Two women in heavy makeup were walking on treadmills. After quite some time and a lot of rumination I finally said:

"Powerlifters, bodybuilders, and fitness people are not compelling because they tend to be one-dimensional. You know exactly what they do and why they do it so there's nothing to guess at. Their narcissism and need for attention induce them to take their quest for muscularity to ridiculous extremes. Some of them might be nice people, but they never seem to have multi-layered personalities. They talk about working out and dieting all day long even when they are not training. And they always use the word "training". What are they training for? None of them are athletes in any conventional sense. Of course there must be some exceptions to this general personality type - there have to be - but I don't think I have met any. Bottom line: going to a convention full of those people would not generate any shivers of excitement for me."

Shannan shook her head.

"You are sneering at bodybuilders and you're the same person who spends hours wandering around skid row in downtown Los Angeles." she commented.

"Well, yeah. I get goosebumps when I go downtown. A lot of people there have incredible stories and amazing energy about them." I said. "And, incidentally, I was not sneering at bodybuilders. You asked why they did not interest me and I was just trying to figure it out and explain it."

"Try thinking about the subject a little harder." Shannan replied. "I suspect that you just talk shit about the bodybuilders and fitness people because you drink too much and aren't in very good shape. You are just jealous. Someone should just strap you to that bike you are on and make you work out harder."

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- XXOO Tanya

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Difference of Opinion

2007-01-16T17:54:00.000-08:00

Last week I happened to listen to a CD featuring the group Styx live in concert while I was jogging. The lead singer said a few words about many of the songs before he and the band began performing them:

"This song goes back to 1975. It is a song that I wrote about the Bicentennial celebration.."

"I was sitting in my garage at a little Wurlitzer electric piano. This song popped out and started this whole train a'rollin.."

I recalled that the song "Snowblind" had been listed as one of the tracks on this particular CD and I was very curious to hear what little introductory snippet the singer might utter about it. The first-person lyrics in "Snowblind" are clearly lamenting somebody's problem with cocaine. Unfortunately the band began playing the song with no preamble when I reached that particular track. I chuckled a little bit about that as I continued my jog. The twin challenges inherent in running are coping with the physical exertion and keeping oneself entertained. My mind is always searching for humor as I amble down the pavement each day. I began dreaming up prefatory statements the singer could have made while announcing "Snowblind":

"This song goes back to 1982 when I realized that I'd blown my life's earnings on cocaine and hookers.."

"I was high on coke and barricaded inside my closet with a shotgun. This song popped out of my head and I started scribbling the words on the roll of toilet paper I was using to blow my nose.."

I was still smiling when I returned to the gym after my run. Of course no one there thought my ruminations were very funny when I mentioned them, least of all Shannan. She stood on the black and gold wrestling mats with her arms crossed and a disapproving expression on her face.

"Do you really think the issue of drug dependence is funny?" she demanded.

That made me laugh harder. What was her problem anyways?

"What do you care? You don't have a drug problem." I said

"I've had friends whose lives were completely destroyed by drugs. One of them is still a mess. Drug addiction is a disease." she angrily asserted.

"Oh, please!" I shot back at her. "Drug addiction is a choice, not a disease. It's just a lack of self-control. If you want to help your addict friend then you should tell that person to grow the fuck up and take personal responsibility for his or her own life. I realize that that type of notion is not fashionable these days and that's why so many people are spending their lives checking in and out of rehab facilities and not making any progress. They pretend that drug use is a 'disease' instead of a decision. You just encourage those crackheads to keep using when you tell them that it's not their fault."

For a second I thought she was going to punch me. Then she blinked heavily and shook her head with disgust. Animosity hung in the air. Shannan took a deep breath.

"Listen, we were supposed to practice some wrestling takedowns." she said after a moment. "Why don't we just do that and forget about this discussion. I'm here to train."

I looked back at her with narrowed eyes.

"Come on." she said as she waved me toward the mat. "I'll help you stretch out from your run."

Oh, what the heck. She was right. We were there to train, not to argue. I followed her onto the mat. And then came to regret it very quickly as her efforts to "help" me stretch quickly turned into acts of sadistic torture..

Of course a very nasty battle ensued in full view of all the other gym members. Join www.TanyaDanielle.com now to see the "Wrestling with Shannan" update and find out who won!

- XXOO Tanya

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Russian Mafia

2007-01-05T13:13:00.000-08:00

If you come to my place you will see a stain in the ceiling of my livingroom. It is a bloodstain that dripped through the floorboards of the apartment above when the former occupant was killed at home. Rumor has it he was with the Russian Mafia. Is there such a thing as a Russian Mafia? "Mafia" has to be one of the most overused words in the English language. Every wanna-be bad guy claims to be a part of some type of "mafia." I have no idea what precipitated the death of my neighbor upstairs nor do I know whether he was really with some clandestine group of criminals or not. In any case, the blood pooling inside my ceiling did prompt me to cover my teal green couch with a slipcover. I certainly would not want any bloodstains on that classic piece of furniture.

Shannan came over and snottily commented that I must be really broke if I was recycling bedsheets to cover up my shabby home decor. Yep, that\'s what she said. I was determined to show Miss High-and-Mighty a thing or two after her unwelcome remark. It was not an easy fight.

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- XXOO Tanya

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The Hokey-Pokey

2007-01-05T12:46:00.000-08:00

At some point in 2004 I had driven for an hour behind a car with a bumper sticker bearing the text: "What if the hokey-pokey really is what it's all about?" The sticker tormented me. It still does. The hokey-pokey has become a recurrent theme in my life. In June, 2006 my friend Tyson and I went to Hooter's Restaurant in West Covina, CA where, inexplicably, our waitress had tried to coerce us into performing the hokey-pokey dance for the other patrons in the establishment. We declined to do so and later in the day had ended up driving to our friend Raul's office where we mentioned the whole episode. He listened to our story without comment and then asked:

"You mean the hokey-pokey dance?"

"Yeah. Do you believe that?" I said with an incredulous smile. "I don't know how to do the hokey-pokey, but nevermind that. Why would she even ask us?"

Raul shrugged without appropriate puzzlement and said:

"Hayden Frye used to make the Iowa football team dance the hokey-pokey before each game."

"He was the coach of the team?" Tyson asked.

Raul nodded his head and went on to haphazardly elaborate on the subject as he punched information into his computer regarding whatever he was doing. Evidently the University of Iowa used to have a Division 1 football team who were perennial non-contenders until Hayden Frye became the head coach. He turned the program around and achieved legendary status for his coaching prowess while also raising some eyebrows with the peculiar pyschological tactics he used to rally his team. According to Raul the whole team danced the hokey-pokey in their locker room before each game.

So that was that.Our conversation turned and I was left to ponder the hokey-pokey conundrum yet again. I tried to shake it off but I couldn't. Five months later I asked Raul to repeat what details he knew about Hayden Frye and the hokey-pokey. Raul had no patience for the subject and told me to look it up on the Internet. I did so.

As it turned out Hayden Fry spells his name without an "e" at the end of it. Additionally, he only had the Iowa football team perform the hokey pokey after a huge victory. They did not perform the dance/song before each game as Raul had mistakenly lead Tyson and me to believe. Beyond all that Fry had presided at the helm of Iowa football while he was cultivating such future coaching talents as:

Barry Alvarez - former head coach of the Wisconsin football team

Bob Stoops - now head coach of the University of Oklahoma football team

Mike Stoops- now head coach of the University of Arizona football team

Mark Stoops- now defensive coordinator of the University of Arizona football team

Kirk Ferentz - now the head coach of the Iowa football team

Bob Snyder - now head coach of the Kansas State football team

I have not yet figured out the significance of the hokey-pokey. It may torment me for the rest of my life. Still, I know a thing or two about weird coaches. Coach Alexis Taylor is using some unorthodox techniques on me as she puts me through drills on the black and gold University of Iowa wrestling mats above. What would legendary Iowa wrestling coach Dan Gable think of this flagrant desecration of university property?

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- XXOO Tanya

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Rude Awakening

2007-01-04T10:23:00.000-08:00

I live in an old building that has lots of deferred maintenance. Recently a plumbing problem in the bathroom of one unit caused the ceiling of the unit below it to cave in. Now I am hampered by thoughts that one day I'll be using the toilet only to go crashing through the floor and land in the apartment beneath me with my underwear around my ankles. My roommates both think my fears are funny. One of them laughed aloud about the subject and said: "Sure takes the fun out of shitting and reading the newspaper, doesn't it?" His girlfriend and I looked at him with disgust as he collapsed in gales of laughter. Eventually she started laughing right along with him. No one seems to understand how this absurd notion is keeping me up at night. It really is costing me sleep. The other day I was so tired that I threw a sheet over Mike Raffone's signature teal couch and fell fast asleep during a shoot. Shannan was the other model and she attempted to wake me up. I felt someone pulling on my arm and didn't know where I was for a moment. For an instant I thought the plumbing nightmare was really happpening and I was descending through the air into the apartment below mine! Too late I realized that it was Alexis lifting me off the couch with her superhuman strength so I would continue with the shoot. She was imperious, angry and already gaining the upper hand in what would prove to be a really nasty catfight..

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- XXOO Tanya

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