So, yeah

Sometimes I forget things …

What was I saying?

Right, sometimes I forget things.  Sometimes I forget I have a tattoo on my hand, and people start staring.
Sometimes I forget that I have a fresh cup of coffee, and only remember when it’s stone cold.
Sometimes I forget that I’ve told someone a tidbit.
Sometimes I forget that I’ve told someone a tidbit.
Sometimes I forget that I enjoy anime.

Okay, so that last one seems weird.  But as much as I enjoy most anime, it’s truly only mecha anime that do it for me.  Action/adventure/fantasy is good, but if you’re not between the starts spewing hellfire and bullets aplenty, dodging, diving and weaving like you’re a gyroscope, then it’s not quite the same.
So, if Star Wars fighter scenes were animated, I’d watch those as well.  And anything in similar vein.

Forcing myself to watch something I’m not more than 75% interested in defeats the purpose of watching it.  I decided last week that I should also give Fate/Stay Night a go, ’cause all the pictures looked cool.  So far, it’s not quite doing it for me.  The main certainly has a better attitude compared to most teenage male leads (Sousuke Sagara aside), but it’s not quite enough.  I’ll give it to the halfway point before I decide whether or not to drop it.

This’d be a pretty short post if that’s all I talked about, so I’ma ramble for a bit, okay?

The other day, former Featherweight DREAM Champion Bibiano “The Flash” Fernandes stopped by my work to pick up some shin pads.  Now, I’d met him twice before at tournaments in 2009 and 2010, and I figured he wouldn’t remember me, I’ve had a different hairstyle all three times he’s seen me.  Plus, I didn’t do too well at either tournament.  But when he and I started talking, he paused and said “you the one who fought with no training.”  I swear I flushed bright red due to embarrassment, but I nodded.  “That’s me,” I said.  “You do pretty good,” he told me.
So bad enough a world-known fighter remembered me, but even worse he remembered I was the crazy one who fought for the love of the sport.
Next time will be different though, I have a gym to back me now, and a gym that I will put my pride on the line for.

Did I mention earlier that I was sick?  And that my weight was fluctuating?  Well, I was, and it still is.  I went from 165 to 153 to 162 to 156.  Not sure what I’m at now, but probably not high enough to be considered a Middleweight.  Gonna have to work on that the old fashioned way.

I have a semi-ambitious project planned for this weekend, and is probably going to make my voice hurt.

I’m pretty sure I had more stuff I wanted to talk about, but … I forget.

So until next time, I’m CanadaMan.

–CanadaMan eh?