I’m sitting in the “Higher Grounds” coffee house abusing their wifi. I don’t know if I mentioned it or not but Andy and I had our unlimited wifi cut off because we used it too much. The fine print in the contract says that unlimited internet usage does not include streaming audio, video or peer to peer downloads. So, to do any of these things we have to be connected to a wifi source other than the one we pay sixty bucks a month for. Verizon bastards.

I’m not going to tell you that I’m downloading Basic Instinct II. That would be wrong on so many levels.

I’ve been meaning to write a smashingly interesting thing, something devastatingly remarkable. But I’ve got no material. The closest I could come would be to write about going over to Andy’s friend Jarrett’s friends house to watch the Ultimate Fighting Championship fight (say that ten times fast). The highlight of the night being me and an eleven year old kid having timed contests to see who could keep their arm almost to the elbow in the tub of ice water holding the beer and sodas. No joke, it was painfully cold. That contest turned into someone from the poker table (after the event, a poker game broke out) folded up a dollar and put it at the bottom of the tub. The kid, I can’t remember, I think his name was Justin, repeatedly dunked his head in to try and get it with his mouth.

Fun was had by all.