Blog Yeah, kitt finished writing this at 10:35 on 22 March 2005
Last night, after watching another episode of Ultimate Fighter, a nominally bad, "mixed martial arts, reality, sports, non-event" series on Spike TV where 16 guys compete for a contract with the Ultimate Fighters Championship in Survivor-like challenges and beat-the-shit out of each other elimination rounds, Kris and I cleaned up the living room a bit. Note, I say, "nominally bad," but I watch religiously every week, Kris watches it with me, we'll be watching the finals on April 9th and don't think for one second I'm not paying the $40 Pay-Per-View fee to watch Coture and Liddell beat the crap out of each other in the Championship showdown on the 16th (go Coture!). Whoops, side-tracked there. I had recently rearranged the furniture and moved several pieces out of the living room, opening it up, making it look bigger. You could see the rugs in the room, for the first time in a long while. While wandering into the space, marvelling we had so much: Me: "Wow, look at all this open space. I think I should fill it." Kris: "Therein lies the problem." Kris then proceeded to show me just how nice having the extra space can be. He arranged a few of the couch pillows on the floor, and, stepping back, ran across the room, and took a flying leap into the pillows. Although the first shot is my favorite, Kris was determined to get a good picture of himself completely horizontal. I haven't laughed so hard in months. My stomach is still aching from laughter 12 hours later.