So sad to watch Dan Henderson go down in defeat, but he has a good attitude.
He's a year shy of 40 he is still competing in title fights as the favorite.

Not much occured over the weekend.

I'm still all raspy from losing my voice in from a bout with some awful tortilla soup that was sold to me.

It was like an evil step-mother's curse or something.

I had to teach a Sunday school lesson with no voice, but I muscled through it.
(Are you supposed to muscle through Sunday school? I'll have to look into that.)

In other news I am on a milk drinking RAMPAGE.
RAMPAGE is the right word.

Gives me strong bones.

Yup.