My next thought was what do I name it and what do I write about to make people say, "Hey, that is interesting".
First - the name:
If you know me, chances are you're well aware that I like competition. I'm fairly competent at most sports - soccer, basketball, volleyball, running, etc. - and am unusually good at things people may or may not consider sports, but invite competition - ping-pong, mini-golf, darts, noodling, etc. - so I don't mind a friendly challenge. In fact, here's what I am competing at currently in my life:
- Ping Pong - I set up a tournament at work so I have a standing reason to leave my desk every day and play a game.
- Soccer - I play outdoor soccer on what has become Friday and Monday nights and indoor soccer on Saturdays . . . . .my fiance (we'll call her Step-On-Me) could not be more thrilled
. - Movember - a mustache growing endeavor in which a handful of guys at work are vying for the most Chester-free look by growing a mustache. Thankfully it's all for charity so when I cross into a school zone, I can simply direct sneering parents to the website to calm their fears.
- Making a fun blog - this one may drop off as I begin to realize that nobody is reading it.
This is the hardest part about this whole blogging thing. There's already 8,547,450 celebrity blogs and frankly I don't care thaaaat much. There's too many "cool" design web-sites and I'm not a designer so it wouldn't be cool, and blogging about movies would mean I couldn't just Red Box my movies anymore for 99 cents because nobody wants to read about a movie that is 5 months old. Of course, maybe I could start a straight-to-DVD movie blog? Hmmm . . . .good idea to add to a Million Dollar a Day blog . . . someone should start one of those.
So, I think I will stick with what I know. I will try to enlighten my audience with the competitive mantra that is my life.
Day 1 of mr. overly competitive:
As I said, we've been having a Ping Pong tournament at work so I've been practicing. Yesterday, the guy I play daily, we'll call him DWM (Dick With a Mustache - due to his prepubescent 'stache he's growing for the aforementioned contest), brought an event invite to the Neiman Marcus here in Dallas where Blake Mycoskie, the creator of TOMS shoes, was challenging anyone to come and play him in Ping Pong - you lost, you bought a pair of TOMS shoes; you won, he gave you a pair. I figured what the heck . . . . . .
Here's me playing in front of my adoring fans (notice the kid by the pillar in awe of my 'stache):
Ok, it was a group of some of the snootiest people I've been around . . . . Needless to say I bought a pair of shoes. I thought maybe the 'stache would distract him, but he was already a goofy enough looking dude that he was unfazed.
Shoe Guy 11, mr. overly competitive 8
And do you think I wasn't just a little mad inside the rest of the night? Yes. Yes I was. . . . .but in the end, Step-On-Me got some new shoes and I contributed to charity.
I win.
mr. overly competitive
I win.
mr. overly competitive
So I'm "the guy I play daily"? You can come up with a better nickname than that!
ReplyDeleteYou forgot to mention you've also made up competitions in your own mind to see who could get to the gym after work the fastest. For the record, your lifting buddy (me) wasn't trying to race to the gym; I was merely taking a route that involved less rush hour traffic. Thats pretty important for showing your readers to what extent you're willing to turn some thing into a competition.
ReplyDeleteEditor's note:
ReplyDelete"The Guy I play daily" is now known as DWM above.
For the record:
Abe has a strict routine that is almost unbreakable. He would not break his routine driving route unless there was a good reason. Since traffic is ALWAYS present during his ride home at rush hour, the predication above that he simply was trying to "avoid traffic" at 3:30 is flawed.
I win.
Ye this is Mr. Overly Competatives brother. Let me tell everyone just how competetive he is. EVERYTHING we did growing up was somehow a competition, even if I didn't realize it. There was Christmas cookie decorating to see who could do that the best, any thingIi mean any thing related to a sports, or how I broke my arm when he came up with the lets see who can get the most icicles and i slipped on the ice. So Abe I know what your talking about, racing to the gym is nothing try almost 27 years of dealing with the one and only Mr. Overly Competative. And being the younger brother the game was never over until he won......no matter how many games it took.
ReplyDeleteI vote to change my nickname to "Spanish" instead of DWM since the "M" will disappear in 2 weeks. Just sayin....
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ReplyDeleteRequest granted. Don't worry, nobody reads this anyways.