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Random Pai thoughts while waiting for breakfast:
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The french toast at Pai Country is awesome. I got two orders.
UFC 110 on One leaves me longing somewhat for the corner chats. UFC isn’t pay per view overseas, thereby, commercial breaks.
Bader took Keith Jardine’s soul. Seeing as how Thiago Silva had already taken his soul however, was there any soul left for Bader to take? Has Keith Jardine split his soul into seven, He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named style? Looking further into the past, did Houston Alexander also puncture the Dean of Mean’s attempt at eternal life with his uppercuts of pure Baselisk venom?
More guys need to copy the Phil Davis knees. Vicious. (UFC 109)
Sure would have loved to hear Greg Jackson in the corner after Round 1 of Sotiropoulos-Stevenson.
Would have parlayed Bader, Wanderlei Silva, and Cain if I was a betting man. To be fair though, I did see Wade Gome’s Facebook status post-fight, which read, “Cain’s a beast.” before I came to this decision, so that may have influenced my thoughts a bit. Still haven’t seen the second half of the card yet, so I haven’t had a chance to see how gifted I am with predictions.
I just hit the play button on my computer to restart UFC, it un-paused the current song on iTunes instead, unleashing what may in fact be the greatest opening line of a song, in the history of opening lines and songs. “Now the midget jumps out of the cabinet, and stumps the policeman on his toe!” Thanks R. Kelly, thanks.
Glad to see Joe “Daddy” get Oi Oi Oi’d by Sotiropoulos. Something about his overt love for his children bothers me.
Couldn’t cut it. Seriously, two orders of french toast and somehow there is two extra pieces on both orders. That’s 16 pieces of eggy bread. I hit eleven and the wall at the same time.
If I ever have the need for an assistant, I insist that it be Jean Ralphio from Parks and Recreation. Daaaaaamn!
Bader. Silva. 2-0 at the moment.
Still a huge fan of Zane Ritt’s description on his Facebook page. Disappointing the ladies since 1986. Stay classy, Oregon.
Bandages are off the knee and hand now. Looks like I escaped infection. I felt a bit dicey about it when upon the third changing of bandages at the hospital, the nurse looked at my knee, and just said “Not good”. Followed by the word yellow. And that was the wound that I considered to be the good one. Go figure. Couple more days and I can start putting aloe on them. By the way, actual aloe in plant form is crazy. It doesn’t even make sense. It’s just a plant loaded with goo. Wild.
Visa runs out tomorrow. Bus was booked to Vang Vieng. Didn’t want to pay the 500 baht fine for staying a day late so I paid 850 baht to make a 15-day visa run to Mae Sai instead. No slow boat available now. The water level in the Mekong is too low. I seem to be seeing the same weather conditions with local vaginas.
Jean Ralphio’s judging regarding Cain Velasquez: Daaaaaaamn!
I’d like to see Bonnar win this fight right now. I don’t like Soszynski for some reason. I bet he loves his children.
That parlay was mine. Would have been paid in the shade. Maybe I’ll try 111. Feels pretty risky though, at the moment I’ve got a gut feeling about Dan Hardy but that might just be insane. Mir and Carwin, I’d probably shoot for Carwin.
Loved Christian Slater on The Office. Not loving Kathy Bates. Also, now a huge fan of the term bro-workers.

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