Lying low. Continuing to train and CrossFit--oh, and make a living periodically. Looking forward to my trip to Portland next weekend to see friends and go here: http://www.voodoodoughnut.com. There are two locations, open 24 hours, and you can apparently get married there. I'll be done with a month of Paleo dieting by then, so it will be time to ruin my stomach with refined sugar. I'm still probably the only person who has gone on Paleo who has not lost weight and has maybe even gained a pound or two. It's okay, though.
Yesterday was momentous: I had to go to the doctor to get a bunch of wax removed from my ear canal--there was so much that I couldn't hear out of the ear. My friend Brian had told me that the same thing happened to him; when you do jiu jitsu and your ears get rubbed a lot, apparently they react by producing tons of wax. Yet another glamorous aspect of the grappling lifestyle. The doctor took it well and didn't ask any pesky questions.
No-gi worlds is on November 8, two weeks from tomorrow. I'm planning to compete. I'd better register. I keep forgetting. I don't think that's Freudian, though.
Anyway, I'm sure there's more, but I can't think of it. I haven't written in a while, obviously. Haven't tried to find an agent. Don't feel like it. So I'm not. Meh.