Bart Discovers MMA

Forgotten at school, again.

"Where's your brother?"

Uh oh. Police Mom Marge is here.

Bart's caught fighting in the playground...

...with Homer's support. Ooops.

So Marge takes on the head of a fight league in order to protest violence, and its effect on kids...

...and kicks his ass. Margie likey!

But, what effect does it have on little Lisa and her brother Bart?

A new generation of fighters! Tune in to the very end to see who wins.

Dedicated to me and my bro Bernie, fighting since we were babies in the late 60s, now celebrating a great sport that finally matches the dreams (and scuffles) of our youth. Special "shout out" to all you "crazy" kids and silly, little dreamers. Here. We. Go.

Type: Black and White

Not subtle.

Today's type selections are lessons in contrast, in more ways than one. Black and white is the first typesetting we know of: black ink rolled onto type blocks and then pressed onto paper. Simple. Or is it? 

I don't know the characters, but....

Just as there are many ways to print a book, so there are many ways to render letters, due to the natural complexity of human vision. We see an enormous range of information quickly and very well, just like any predator with eyes set in the front, creating an unobstructed field of vision, which is great for fighting. And other pursuits.

....I know an arm bar when I see one.

Enjoy the fights tonight, battle hounds.

On the Mend

$.99 Halloween candy.

The first cold of the season I catch comes right on the heel of fall allergies. It's a long bout initially, but after that bad brush up, I tend to be set for the rest of the winter, minus a cold here and there. So, what did I do? I read some, but I find I lack the proper attention span when I'm really down and out for the count. Thanks to a WiFi connect, I used my iPhone to surf while flat on my back for a few weeks. It was a fruitful journey. 

The Nature Conservancy's magazine.

I caught up with Game of Thrones and some of True Blood, played video games (won a belt in Bejeweled Blitz!), searched online for a new place to live, took breaks to eat and occasionally shower, going out only to get groceries, leftover Halloween candy, and new fuzzy slippers, and take a look at an apartment that didn't pan out. In the meantime, my hair grew and grew, like something out of a fable.

Mother of All Dragons.

Then, last weekend, I broke with my health rules to drink some very strong caffeinated green tea, so I could stay up and watch the fights for UFC 167. It was a wild ride, just like my illnesses tend to be: not often, but violent, and going the distance. I'm still working my way back to a 100%. Stay tuned.