That librarian is going down!

Ah, kicking people's asses. What's more enjoyable? Only a nerd like me would go to the library to learn how to do it. And only a foolish librarian would supply the information. Who does she think I'm going to practice my moves on? It's fresh in my brain and I know she won't scream for help!

The first 10 chapters of "Iceman: My Fighting Life" were mostly about the physics of black holes, as well as Chuck Liddell's theories on their creation, existence and purpose. He makes a compelling argument when he said:

"If ultra-high-energy collisions of particles in a particle accelerator can create microscopic black holes, it is expected that all types of particles will be emitted by black hole evaporation, providing key evidence for any grand unified theory."

It's a solid point, made better when he uses his TKO wins over Tito Ortiz as evidence. He talks more of his life in the later chapters, and offers the advice of basically being more like him and less like you.

"Don't Always Follow Mom's Advice" is good advice ... when trying to hurt someone at least, and it's tough to argue with the chapter "Why? Cause Screw Them." I know it's how I've always felt. I didn't agree with Chapter 27, "Losing As A Man Is Better Than Winning As A Coward," however. Seems to me that only one of those people won, and I'd also like to think there's a middle ground, some sort of boyish victory that I can aim for.

In the end, did I learn the mixed martial arts moves I was hoping to? No. Was I reborn as a badass? I think so. Did I shave a mohawk into my head? Literally impossible for me. Will I still attack the librarian? Most likely. Do I recommend the book? 100 percent. If only to keep it out of the hands of librarians.