Mental pain: Teen girls in Old Town, “Like, the Beasties Boys are so old.”
(Lame girls anyway. Unlike the awesome that is Teen Girl Squad! They have to be totally crushin’ on Mike D. I mean, who isn’t? Nice eyes and soooo rebellious, but then I’ve always gone for the bad bo… I mean COOL! He’s COOL. Yeah, ignore all that other stuff. That was, um, one of the HOT GIRLS sitting on the couch next to me. ‘cuz you know, there’s tons of ‘em just wandering around my apartment.)
Physical pain: I signed up for Brazillian Jiu Jitsu with Sang today. Class was about an hour and half in which we learned some basic moves & the how to combine them together. I cannot describe the moves here, not because it’s an ancient Brazillian, secret, but because like all grabling moves, they sound slightly…. gay, involving terms such as “groin”, “thurst”, “mount”, “submit” — and that’s the just we learned today.
We threw each other around just like we were back in college — despite the fact we’re both now in our thirties. Some things never get old. All you punks who used to kick sand in my face at the beach better watch yourselves.
Oh yeah, and according to their blog, my two favorite Mac-heads & Northern California’s coolest couple, Ben & Lisa, have moved into their new pimpin’ house! Congrats! Fury & Forst, god-speed & good eating!
Oh yeah, and America’s number one maniac & favorite whore, Brandon Ammann, got a blog today!
(Oh yeah, and Foster said I could link to his blog over on the left today, just not announce it here.)