Mike (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} dogbreathcanada) wrote,@ 2008-05-29 09:27:00 |
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It's not my fault
It's not my fault. Really. At least that's what I've now decided. I was blaming my own inability to predict proper attire, but now I'm thinking it's Vancouver's recent unpredictability with our summer weather. It's like guessing which part of the lawn my dog will decide to crap on each morning, will he go west lawn or east lawn, or somewhere betwixt. (I wonder what sort of decision making goes into that? Maybe the scent of a racoon on a particular blade of grass that morning?)
Yesterday I'm wearing jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt. I should have been in shorts and short-sleeve. Today, shorts and short-sleeve when I should be wearing jeans and something heavier on the upper body.
It's still early in the day, maybe the afternoon will bear this attire out.
And how about those cherry tomatoes (on the vine). I've been popping them like cashews. Perfect single guy vegetable. No need to worry about always using an entire tomato, lest the half you didn't use goes bad. You can't not use an entire cherry tomato. I dare anyone to not use an entire cherry tomato. It can't be done.
This week I'm being a workaholic. Up at 7AM, at work at 8:30AM. Leave work at 7PM, home an hour later. Maybe that's not hardcore workaholicism, but for me, it's pretty damned intense. Sort of getting used to it ... and perhaps cherishing the couple hours downtime before sleep even moreso. Been downloading and watching old WEC events in the late evening, checking out the fighters in anticipation of this Saturday's Uriah Faber - Jens Pulver Featherweight title fight. Familiar with Pulver (his stint as a coach on TUF 5), not so much with Faber, since the UFC doesn't have a featherweight division (although the UFC does now own the WEC, sort of their minor league system for the weight classes that are available in both organizations). Even though they're one step away from dwarfism, the fights at the lighter weight classes are amazing and technical (in an exciting sense). They move like lightning and their flexibility allows them to work themselves out of all sorts of danger that a heavyweight couldn't dream of. (WEC 31, Faber's fight with Jeff Curran is an excellent example of the skill of these fighters, especially Faber, how he doesn't panic when he's caught in a dangerous position, and technically extricates himself out of it.)
Been awhile since I posted. Maybe will try to be more regimented about it. Over the last couple of months had a number of things I thought to blog about, but never worked up the energy to actually do it.
It's not my fault. Really. At least that's what I've now decided. I was blaming my own inability to predict proper attire, but now I'm thinking it's Vancouver's recent unpredictability with our summer weather. It's like guessing which part of the lawn my dog will decide to crap on each morning, will he go west lawn or east lawn, or somewhere betwixt. (I wonder what sort of decision making goes into that? Maybe the scent of a racoon on a particular blade of grass that morning?)
Yesterday I'm wearing jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt. I should have been in shorts and short-sleeve. Today, shorts and short-sleeve when I should be wearing jeans and something heavier on the upper body.
It's still early in the day, maybe the afternoon will bear this attire out.
And how about those cherry tomatoes (on the vine). I've been popping them like cashews. Perfect single guy vegetable. No need to worry about always using an entire tomato, lest the half you didn't use goes bad. You can't not use an entire cherry tomato. I dare anyone to not use an entire cherry tomato. It can't be done.
This week I'm being a workaholic. Up at 7AM, at work at 8:30AM. Leave work at 7PM, home an hour later. Maybe that's not hardcore workaholicism, but for me, it's pretty damned intense. Sort of getting used to it ... and perhaps cherishing the couple hours downtime before sleep even moreso. Been downloading and watching old WEC events in the late evening, checking out the fighters in anticipation of this Saturday's Uriah Faber - Jens Pulver Featherweight title fight. Familiar with Pulver (his stint as a coach on TUF 5), not so much with Faber, since the UFC doesn't have a featherweight division (although the UFC does now own the WEC, sort of their minor league system for the weight classes that are available in both organizations). Even though they're one step away from dwarfism, the fights at the lighter weight classes are amazing and technical (in an exciting sense). They move like lightning and their flexibility allows them to work themselves out of all sorts of danger that a heavyweight couldn't dream of. (WEC 31, Faber's fight with Jeff Curran is an excellent example of the skill of these fighters, especially Faber, how he doesn't panic when he's caught in a dangerous position, and technically extricates himself out of it.)
Been awhile since I posted. Maybe will try to be more regimented about it. Over the last couple of months had a number of things I thought to blog about, but never worked up the energy to actually do it.
