LET'S TALK ABOUT THE WEATHER
(and other random blog type things)

Michigan. One day it's sunny like any spring day should be. Next day it's a blizzard. By that afternoon, it was sunny and green again, and people were asking Amy why Sun Su was wearing furry moon boots.

Sun Su (almost three years old) pretends to read books to me now. He thinks it is funny when I pretend to eat pictures of food in his books.

Ooseung (14 months) runs out to see me now and waves bye when I leave. She's becoming quite beautiful. Having teeth probably helps with that.

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END OF YEAR ONE

I've been lazy and not going to Brazilian Jiu Jitsu class for the past six weeks. My excuses almost add up too.

1 1/2 weeks - Had to let arm heal after my first tournament.

1 1/2 weeks - Bad cold.

1 week - Bad work week.

2 weeks - I blame on the inertia of laziness.

The six weeks off was good though. I don't get bone-on-bone pain when I raise my right shoulder  anymore (only took NINE MONTHS to heal), and there wasn't an ache in my body. I almost forgot what that felt like.

Until tonight.

Year One officially ended, the university students went back home, so now I am going back to the hardware store basement club. Different group there now though. It's more of a Submission Wrestling club, instead of a Jiu Jitsu club; basically the same thing except they never practice with the gi (uniform). One of the veterans there, Crobar, has actually been in a couple amateur No Holds Barred mixed martial arts fights. I love hearing his first-hand accounts of fighting:

"When that cage door closes, everything shrinks down onto that guy across from you. ... I took him down to the ground and the crowd booed, but fuck that. They're not stuck in the cage with these psychos. ... Now come on, try to choke me."

I rolled with the mighty wrestler Oakes again. Popped a soft contact lens right out of my eye. Fucking wrestlers, I swear.

I'm not the only doctor there apparently. There's another guy who's in his last year training in child psychiatry. I'll call him Childes (go figure). He's a small nice guy, 30 years old, awfully funny, and they call him Beast.

CHILDES (while wrestling with Oakes): "Damn ... this isn't ... fair, you weigh 220 pounds."

OAKES: "For the last time, I DO NOT WEIGH 220 POUNDS!"

Childes won.

Once again, I am the guy with the least experience. Rolled with another "submission wrestler" tonight, who looks a lot like Kano in the first Mortal Kombat movie. I told him I was kind of new, not because I meant to lie, but because I really felt like I didn't know much compared to these guys.

Kano won, but I managed to get his back while standing and pull him to the floor with an unsuccessful rear naked choke. Someone cheered. That felt good. But I lost.

"You lied! You aren't new," Kano jokingly accused me, "I'm like how's he know all this shit?"

That felt good too.

Heard at the hospital while walking behind a doctor and his nurse assistant...

NURSE: "What do they think he has?"

DOC: "Typhoid fever. At least I hope that's what it is. I'm immunized."

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Screaming from room in ER: "NO!  NO!  LET ME GO!  I'VE HAD IT!  AIEEEEE!!!

ER DOC: "Sounds like Dr. Smith might have too many patients today."

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I bought the Blade Trinity DVD. Loved the movie. Loved Jessica Biel's meaty shoulders. I wanted to gnaw on them. In the commentary, she says she misses those shoulders too.

Even after two kids, Amy still has a slick sexy body. I also like the fact that I can fondle her rack more now that she isn't breast feeding as much. I also like eating her ass out, her sweet cheeks buried against my cheeks - after a shower that is. There, I said it.

Her personality is nice too.

Island Girl - See, this is the kind of entry you get for asking me to write more.

Ebay Princess - There was a time when I'd keep a hottie site like this "all to myself" and not mention it to anyone. I've matured. Dig the music too. Everything's on sale but the girl.