"How's everybody? You like dicks?"

I went to the gym late last night/technically early this morning and, likely due to pre-Halloween partying since people are usually there no matter how late ... there was literally no one there except for Danny at the front desk, one janitor and myself!

Milestone: I incorporated for the first time the pull-ups that were being performed in Never Back Down 2.

DANNY: Oh, you're doing the MMA workout!

The subjects of dancing (Top Rocking, B-Boyin,' Poppin' & Lockin') and Danny's stand-up comedy came up. I mentioned how I once considered comedy until I realized I had nothing more than masturbation jokes.

DANNY: Yeah, you can't talk dirty all the time. You gotta change it up. I used to get on the microphone and straight up say, "How's everybody? You like dicks?"

RYAN: I'm gonna be laughing at that for a while! "How's everybody? You like dicks?" I'm gonna go to sleep tonight laughing!
DANNY: (Laughing) And that wasn't even the joke!

Danny laughed all the way as I exited the building.

I got home, fired up the porn, and started busting a #3 to the manager at Hot Topic while the radio on the station 103.5 started playing Sarah McLachlan's In the Arms of an Angel. The next song was Time of My Life from the Dirty Dancing soundtrack. Suddenly, I was reminded of how I stumbled onto that chick Adriana's Rumba lesson online last Wednesday and, in the alternate reality, I started naked ballroom dancing with Adriana. In a stream of consciousness, because of how I got off on that blond chick Layla from last Sunday asking me with attitude, "Wanna Dance?" Layla pushed Adriana aside to take a turn with me. But in the end, and with the radio moving on to Taylor Swift's Love Story, the manager at Hot Topic pushed both of them off of me to regain dominance as I finished to her.

Best. Playlist. Ever.

I slept in until it was time to go to Top Rocking class. Same students as last week - except for the one code-named "Choir Boy" - plus our friend Niels from Amsterdam, the Asian kid who usually wears pants with the word Lockin' on one leg, some white guy, some girl, and a couple of Asian guys.

"CHOIR BOY": I'm gonna take [the other] class. What do you think?
RYAN: [Pantomiming hand-jerking motions] That's what I think.
"CHOIR BOY": I'm sure that's what you think. That's what you always think! Sometimes I wonder, How does he get anything done?

Downside: Eric used the same choreography from a few weeks ago. Boo. But then we had a circle of improvisation. Niels was the only one who could flip. I kept it simple, but noticeably had a lot more control holding my air-chair. Surprise: Bop, who usually gets clowned on (mostly by "Choir Boy") for not being able to competently follow choreography, is actually good at freestyling! Highlight of the day: The office actually listened to my suggestion that I submitted in their comment box two Saturdays ago as they put out a bucket of Halloween candy!

The radio station KROQ 106.7 was playing Third Eye Blind's Jumper and Semi Charmed Life back to back. I noted how, despite the cheerful beat of each, they were actually about suicide and drugs, respectively. "Choir Boy" then pointed out how Foster the People's Pumped Up Kicks was likewise an easy going song about shooting kids. Suddenly, it now made sense that UFC fighter Nam Phan chose it as his entrance song at UFC 136 since Gumby and I last Friday had questioned how such a "chill" song could be used as a fight song.

"Choir Boy" put Transformers: Dark of the Moon on while FMA training. Today's agenda: Vertical gunting (scissors), vertical gunting into fist destruction, entry into choke, entry into takedown, and trankada (joint locks).

And then I had to wait a couple of hours before partying since I was prematurely buzzed.