Franklin v. Silva

This fight was incredible. I didn't see this coming at all.

In fact, I'm glad the fight turned out the way it did. I think the Miletich camp needs to be taken down a peg.

With that said, here's the GSP next month! Allez pour la coup de grace!

Patois is hilarious!

Do you know what's funnier than a french accent? A french-canadian accent.

Case in point: Georges St. Pierre was prepping a fighter for a match on "The Ultimate Fighter" last night. At the end of a barrage of kicks and punches to the pads Georges was holding, Georges let out an emphatic, "Oui, monsieur!"

That's hilarious.

BSG 3.0

I'm finally caught up with Battlestar Galactica and am primed to watch the season premiere this Friday. Needless to say, I'm pretty excited. BSG is definitely one of the better shows on these days.

But the swings! I applaud the show for not being afraid to go dark. We're talking the brink of humanity here, people!

The season 2.5 finale was ridiculous in that regard. But like I've always said,

"You frakk with the motherfrakkahs, and the frakk be on."

Turning 25

It's a weird thing turning 25. I'm more or less half way through my roaring 20s, and I'm not too sure how I feel about that.

I'm also just coming off a 25th birthday extravaganza. Being 25, my goal was to have a great time with friends and drink nothing but high end alcohol. I most assuredly succeeded in the latter, and I'm told the former was accomplished as well.

As I reflect on what I've accomplished thus far, I find myself comparing my current situation to that of my friends. Particularly, I'm reminded of the 25th birthday celebration of my friend Oliver.

At 25, Oliver was living at home with his parents with no job, prospects, or reason to get up in the morning save setting the TiVo to record Star Trek: The Next Generation. We celebrated by going out for drinks at the Rock Bottom, a restaurant emblematic of where he was at that point in his life.

Now, he's in a master's program, living in Europe and attempting to pass as a Dutchman. He's come a long way. I would never have thought a man with that many glaring defects of character could have pulled it together, but here we are.

My point is this: there's still time to get it together. And once I figure out what "it" and "together" are, I'll be sure to blog about it.