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Friday, September 03, 2004

In theory, it should be that time of the year when MMAC starts up again. Well, the quarter starts next Tuesday, and I've heard nary a word. I emailed one of the officers today. We'll see what, if any, response I get. It sort of sucks to say this, but if the current gaggle can't get things together, then my prospect of getting another "Coach's Pass" [snicker] seem pretty dismal.

But, to kick off another year of posts describing my (dismal lack of) martial arts progress and those involved, I give you, not one, but two "BILLY_JACK QUOTES OF THE WEEK." I had the (mis-)fortune of running into him yesterday (not with my car, unfortunately), and he had the following things to say.

As he introduced me to what was, I assume, a friend of his...
This is [Me], the only Asian male prostitute in town.
(To which I responded, Yeah, [BILLY_JACK] makes use of my services quite frequently.)
I mentioned that the other day, I saw the Bando black belt that BILLY_JACK has delusions of sparring with...
Is he walking my streets again? I'm going to have to kill him. 'Hey, you Ecuadorian... go back to Mexico.'
It's going to be another fun year, I can tell.

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