Rampagia the Cat

Last night I went to O's UFC 92 party in Fremont.

Where is Fremont exactly?

I'm not sure. About 45 minutes away from San Francisco. Somewhere in the East Bay. I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going, even though I was driving. As designated driver, I kicked it with Rampagia the Cat while everyone else drank Jagerbombs. Somebody felt great this morning.

Hint: That somebody was me.

Congratulations to underdogs Frank Mir and Sugar Evans for amazing victories. Begrudged congrats to Rampage Jackson, who knocked the Axe Murderer out cold.

Goodnight, Wanderlei.

Last night I had a chance to test out the new Beats By Dre earbud Monster headphones. As soon as I'm flush with extra scratch, I know what I'll be buying. They're awesome. I'm in love.

Today the Baltimore Ravens made the playoffs for the first time since 2006.

Beautiful weekend. Time to get back to my writing.