UFC

I have been invited to a UFC fight in Koln (Cologne, Germany for all you Americans) in June. For those of you who know me well you know I kinda dig two even remotely hot guys fightin it out. I am an action flick junkie and I love me a good car chase and the occasional bloody violence. Now, having said that, if you just know me in passing you'll pick up on my Buddhist tendencies, peace, love, and all that crap. How can those two qualities be in the same person you ask??
I was briefly, and I mean BRIEFLY dating a guy who used to be part of the MMA. For how long or to what extent I will never know cause it really didn't go very far. Now I have a friend whose really cool and we have a lot in common (insert invite to UFC here) but let's just say I am keeping a distance. A few of you know why, but that's a whole other blog and I'm sure I would be called a few names. Crazy homewrecking bitch springs to mind but I assure you all those are not my intention. Ian, you can stop writing now, I get it. One of these days I will write about the entire account but as of now it does not have an ending. Yes, in this case, I am weak.
SO, back to UFC. I remember when I first heard about the UFC back in oh, 1998. One of my many ex's, Drew, sat down and we watched it, me mostly in horror at the violence. Then while I lived in Las Vegas I went to go see a fight there. Can't tell you who was fighting but I remember the guy I went with was a hottie and British. Maybe that is why I like Jason Statham so much.
I'm not sure when my attitude towards two guys beating each other up changed, but it was probably close to the time I became a veggie and adopted a more zen quality to my life. (I hear some of you snickering, but I swear my derailment is temporary.) Besides, if I can't do the fighting I might as well get some thrill out of watching it. And it does help that one tends to fantasize that the two dudes are fightin over you. That's Hawt!!
For all you men folk out there what does it mean when a guy asks you to something three months in advance?? Is it a date or is it as friends? I think it's the later, but he could just be a planner. On the other hand, he procrastinates like me. Case in point, I sewed his stripes on his shirt today for an inspection tomorrow morning.
Upcoming this week-photos to share of food and me....Jeremy, how did you like the ones I sent you??