"She's not my special lady, she's my fuckin' lady friend"

Ah, the Big Lebowski. Between you, the Simpsons, and Futurama, there is a quote for every occasion.

Marlo is sick with cold. I too seem to have the virus that has been going around, but it has only manifested as a scratchy throat first thing in the morning. Otherwise I have yet to notice it. I love my immune system. I don’t subscribe to the philosophy that keeping your environment sterile is good for you. They say it weakens the immune system and that makes some sense to me. So, bring on the spoonfuls of raw sewage, baby.

Last night Marlo & Yvonne and I went to Seven Star Praying Mantis Kung Fu for a free trial lesson. It was much better than Cats. It was also much better than that Dutch guy’s Wing Tsun class. It was less crowded, the space was bigger, and the sifu John Funk was less nuts. He’s got a pretty good program – three 1-hour classes a week for basically 5 bucks an hour if you go to all the classes. Also they have a realistic-looking foam bust of a brute that you can pretend is your boss and kick him in the face. Marlo has her sights fixed on taking a class full time. I like the idea but it is unrealistic for me at the moment. There are many more free classes to try, I can feel it in my bones. Anyone have any experience with martial arts courses in the city?

Also, next time we eat dinner after kung fu, not just before. Oi.

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