Last night I had the pleasure of watching UFC 60 at one of my favorite Irish pubs in the world (also known as Kilkenny's here in Calgary). While the main event between Royce Gracie and Matt Hughes was sort of disappointing. In so far that it was so one sided it wasn't a particularly interesting fight. A number of the fights on the undercard were quite good. For example the fight between Dean Lister and Alessio Sakara.
I learned a new lesson today. One should not rely upon an melanic advantage to avoid sunburns. To do so only results in tremendous pain and mockery from one's fairer skinned friends who championed the use of sunscreen.
Stupid ultraviolet radiation always making me look foolish.
The strangest thing though is that the worst burns are on the backs of my arms. My face, head, neck, and shoulders only have the slightest of sunburns but my triceps feel like they've been branded.