Blog Contest - and A Reminder Not To Kick Sand In Your Own Face
Anyways, in my infinite skill and lawyerly aggression, I made a dive for the ball. An unsuccessful dive for the ball. But as I hit the ground I kicked up some sand. Into my own face. Usually, this is something bullies do to wimps. Psychologists might speculate why I did this to myself. Christy would have a field day diagnosing what's going on here.
Then I proceeded to do the same thing again later in the match. This take immeasurable skill.
But we WON, darn it! No lousy Wage-Hour investigators are gonna beat a team of overcompetitive lawyers.
Speaking of competition.....
I have decided to hold a contest. The prize is yet to be determined. (Something inexpensive. Suggestions are welcome. It might be some of Christy's baked goods. Or some cheap gadget. It will be delivered to the winner.)
The contest: Funniest blog post by someone you know. I'm not looking for the work of professional humorists. It has to be written by someone you know personally. What posts written by friends have left you on the floor helpless with laughter?
The process: Right now, we are in the nominating process. So feel free to nominate any funny blog posts by people of your personal acquaintance. Then, in a future blog post, I will list all the nominees and the floor will be open for voting. The contest will be cross-posted on Ching's Literary to get more nominations.
I'm going to open the floor with 3 nominations:
- My story of humiliation and ripped pants in downtown Atlanta
- Zhubin Parang's family is not good at being on time for weddings
- David Barzelay and the sketchiest turkey in history
[Update: Christy has now diagnosed the cause of the in-my-face sand kicking: "You missed me." You see, of course, how that explains everything.]