It’s the little things, I think.
September 4th, 2008I’ve been house sitting (translation: a couch potato) for my boss with the other intern for the past week. Last night, I’m lounging on the couch, channel surfing, looking for something that both G and I would be interested in watching.
Here’s a bit how that goes:
Home shopping network. Click.
Some cartoon. Click.
Fighting. Click.
A documentary on…
Wait, fighting?!
And we proceed to watch an hour of MMA on Spike TV. Really? Just a few classes of Krav Maga and that’s all it took?




