It’s 11:57 am, do you know where your baby carrot is at? If you said enclosed in a plastic wrapper in the bottom of my fridge then you are correct. At 12:11 pm it will be dipped in a small cup of ranch and bitten into. Such is the nature of the universe. If I had a baby carrot for every time I’ve been to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, then the previous statement could not have existed. Next month I will be flying to Singapore to hang out with Shinya Aoki and Chatri Sityodtong at Evolve MMA, but traveling to the far east doesn’t grant me any amount of baby carrots. Bummer. At least I have this really cool hypothetical poster of UFC Rio that would make every Pride FC fan happy, compliments of phantomknifehand.
