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For our eight anniversary Laura and I went to a beach in Malibu called Paradise Cove.  There were a lot of drunken oafs which was disappointing but the beach was beautiful.  When we lived in Jersey City sometimes we would go to the Jersey Shore which was awesome.  There are beaches on the Jersey Shore that you have to pay to get onto and there is no alcohol allowed.  It’s totally worth the money.  Paradise Cove is a little like an MTV beach party.  Anyway, I forgot my bikini but I still think I made a big impression with the ladies who were all ogling me shamelessly.  Beauty is my curse.

I was hoping to see some seals or sharks, or even a shark eating a seal but the only animal life was humans and seagulls.  I would have settled for seagulls eating humans but alas, it wasn’t to be.

A week later we tried to drive to Runyon Canyon to look at the sunset but I got lost and instead we ended up in some weird pulloff on Laurel Canyon.

I like all the mountains in Southern California.  In many ways Los Angeles is very similar to Seoul.  Maybe that’s why so many Korean people live in L.A.

This dude is living my dream.

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Check out this provocative essay by David Mamet entitled, “Why I Am No Longer a Brain-Dead Liberal“. Mamet’s writing is amusing and refreshingly free of dogma which is the crack of all brain-dead people regardless of political stripe. Here’s a snip:

I found not only that I didn’t trust the current government (that, to me, was no surprise), but that an impartial review revealed that the faults of this president—whom I, a good liberal, considered a monster—were little different from those of a president whom I revered.

Bush got us into Iraq, JFK into Vietnam. Bush stole the election in Florida; Kennedy stole his in Chicago. Bush outed a CIA agent; Kennedy left hundreds of them to die in the surf at the Bay of Pigs. Bush lied about his military service; Kennedy accepted a Pulitzer Prize for a book written by Ted Sorenson. Bush was in bed with the Saudis, Kennedy with the Mafia. Oh.

As I was waiting in the doctor’s office this morning I had nothing to read but a dog-eared copy of “Shape” magazine which was packed with fascinating workouts designed to lift my derriere. After leafing through “Shape” I started reading a brochure on genital herpes and then finally was reduced to reading the side of a box of cotton swabs.

Finally the doctor barged in and promptly kicked my foot on the side with the sprained knee. It was an accident, I think, but it really effin hurt. Anyway, after a lot of poking and prodding the doctor determined that I stretched my Medial Collateral Ligament (MCL).

Just for good measure the doctor ordered X-Rays. As I was lying on the table the X-Ray technician laid a lead sheet the size of a hand towel over my groin. I was all, “I don’t think that’s big enough.” But she zapped me with the X-Ray anyway. Oh well.

Looking at the X-Ray was pretty interesting. I think the picture must have been enlarged because my bone looked as big as the handle of a baseball bat and the knob part was the size of a Red Delicious apple. It reminded me of that caveman movie where the one dude with the big forehead gets bludgeoned with a femur.

Anyway, I don’t need surgery, thankfully. I just need to somehow find a way to ride a stationary bike. I guess I’ll call 24 Hour Fitness and see if they have a month-to-month membership. Obviously I can’t train for at least a couple of weeks which sucks.

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On Saturday I injured my knee while rolling.  Basically a really big dude fell into the side of my knee during a takedown.  I heard a pop and I went down hard.  I got ice on it right away and managed to walk out of the academy but there’s something wrong in there.  I have an appointment with a sports medicine doctor on Thursday morning so maybe I’ll have some good news but probably not.  In the meantime I got a really good brace that is stabilizing my knee so I can walk around sort of.  I am totally bummed out.

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