Quick notes on tonight's Pride Fighting Championship - for one, the general consensus among all of us watching was that while Pride rules allow for a few more brutal movements (stomps to opponents on the ground, for one), nonetheless the UFC is more intense and enjyoable to watch. That's not to say that these fights weren't enjoyable, per se; I particularly enjoyed one of the Japanese fighter's repeated traditional throws (hip throws and harai goshi's), and the suplex's that popped up here and there. There were even some hammerfists when fighters were on the ground, a few odd double-hand techniques, a couple spinning elbows and heels, and even a completely random tornado kick. But we thought that last guy was just being silly because he knew he had lost. So, all in all, good times.

Woogle - well, it doesn't quite turn out right, but maybe that's half the point

Rock, Paper, Scissors to the nth - all of a sudden, a deck of cards might not be needed when stuck in, say, airport layovers or the like; though I suppose people might think you're talking in sign language

Word of the Day: williwaw - a violent gust of cold wind blowing seaward from a mountainous coast (it seems like one of those "the Eskimos have a hundred words for snow" words)

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