I *heart* UFC

I'm so excited - UFC 112 is going to be in Abu Dhabi @ the outdoor Concert Arena, Ferrari World Theme Park, Yas Island Saturday, 10th April!



Let us pray.
Dear Lord, please watch over Duma and I as we search high and low for tickets to the event. Let those who see read our plea on Facebook, Blogger and Buzz pass on the helpful information that we need to buy the much coveted tickets. We pray that we will be able to get the time off work, that our employers won't mind that we will have only one week earlier returned from our trip back home, and that they will encourage our desire to watch some serious a$$ kicking.
Lord, hear our prayer. Amen.

I know this post has nothing to do with anything but Duma and I seriously love us some UFC - we watch the replays in the morning over our conservative breakfast of coffee and vegemite toast, and we religiously follow the Ultimate Fighter shows too. Never heard of Kimbo Slice? That guy will give you a heart attack without even throwing a punch, by simply removing his shirt and opening his mouth *stares blankly*


This mofo seriously does NOT play around. Check him out on YouTube, he is stone cold!

So anyway, a little while ago I was told by a friend here that I must be hiding some 'nuts' somewhere in my bag of tricks since I guess I have tom-boyish tendencies (LOVE my cargo shorts, wearing baseball caps, I drink beer and follow sports). Oh but don't get it twisted, I can totally rock some heels and pink lippie (J* - that one you gave me is actually working for me!)...when I speak MAC it isn't the Apple I'm referring to ;)

Its just too bad really for all those people who believe that I should be sitting at home knitting a jumper or cooking Duma's dinner, because I totally dig the camaraderie and dedication shown in the UFC (hate the chatter and trash talking, but its all part of the promotion). I have a college friend from the States, Mark Munoz, who fights and I have been following his career ever since we graduated. An amazing wrestler, family man and all around good guy.




While Mark and Kimbo won't be fighting at UFC 112, I don't care. I don't care what the card is for the night, all I know is that we want tickets and we want them BAD! So if anyone knows how I can get some, I will be your best-friend if you share the knowledge.

Pretty pretty please with a cherry on top. There, is that girlie enough for you? ;)

** Edited** Mark might be fighting after all, but its yet to be confirmed. All the more reason to go now!!!

*** Edited again *** Mark IS fighting so we are hoping to get the hook-up - YES! ***

Under your skin?

I think I have a fan / a hater / a nemesis / a blogger foe?

Stilletos - I'm posting especially for you today, because according to you I am not much of a blogger as I have been AWOL this week. Touche, you hit the nail on the head, I'm not a career blogger - kudos for that bright pick up. You get a gold star, two more and you can take the yellow bus to school ;)

Unlike you, I have a fulfilling and enjoyable LIFE in my part of the Gulf and while we are at it...I don't enlist the services of a grown ass man / houseboy to do my housework for me. It isn't because I can't, it is because I'm above doing that when I don't need one. Oh, and maybe my houseboy money is feeding the people in Haiti, just another dig for you ;)

It makes me giggle actually, that I apparently hit a nerve with a woman who "doesn't care" about lil' old me or Haiti...but appreciated the increased blog traffic nonetheless. You are welcome my dear, I guess its probably refreshing to have some people stop by who aren't brain-washed or obsessed with Obama, but have a genuine opinion about life in the Middle East, as opposed to those who bow down to your Jimmy Choos - or are they stilletos of the extremely high clear-heeled kind???

Anyway, I appreciate that whilst posting about your bitch-switch today (a mutual follower gladly let me know, I didn't venture into Cowsville I can assure you) that you thought enough about lil' old me? But you aren't getting another award.

Don't flatter yourself. From one non-serious blogger to another, your douchebag award was a once in a lifetime opportunity. I retired it when you won. Hung your jersey from the rafters and announced it to the world. There will never be another douchebag like you.

Who do you think you are, Taylor Swift cleaning up at the Grammys? You don't get two awards in one week for a repeat bitchy performance.

That is all...