The time after I’d settled into Austin, and before I started a family
I love sparring – not just because it keeps me on my toes (hopefully not on my heels) but also because it makes me feel alive. In short, it helps me focus and reminds me never to get in a fight. Mainly because of two large glaring holes in my armor. The emperor’s new armor. […]
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Larry owns and runs the mixed martial arts gym I frequent, and drives a Mustang, which he is busy pimping out. I used to scoff at such cars – all metal and weight and straight lines – but I hear his tales and have a new found respect for the pony car. He tells of
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So let’s get this straight – there’s not just Lech WaÅ‚Ä™sa when you’re looking for Pole jokes, there’s the father of the heliocentric cosmology too – Copernicus, and my late grandfather. But these are not the gentlemen of the pole who I shall become. Oh no. I have signed up for brass ovaries. Brass ovaries
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