No other way around it.. I am.. a glory hound.. I lose badly.. I win worse... but I have gotten better about it.. Now I keep the calm exterior and seethe on the inside. I, for the most part, do not lose at things. I am sooo careful about most everything I do that has any smidgeon of competitiveness. I will research, study, contemplate every scenario .. just so that I can stay a few moves ahead of everyone. Board games with me.. aren't even the least bit fun for the other people. I employ psychological warfare at every possible chance. When I play Chess or even Monopoly, I use "Shock and Awe" techniques.. I can figure out what buttons to push on my competitors within seconds.. and then do my best to have them a sniveling mess before we are halfway through the game. I realize there is a certain sickness to this.. One should not beat the 9 yr old in Chess or Life and jump up and yell "PWNED, NOOB!! Get wrecked, BEYOTCH!! IN YOUR FACE!!!" while doing a victory dance. It just isn't right. Or so I am told.. I don't brag about my gaming prowess or anything. Bragging is a sign of self-esteem issues.. a weakness.. It shows a need for others to praise. I will show a false humility to lull them into a state of comfort before I ram it up their ass.. in a Milton Bradley sort of way. That in of itself is a sign that I have issues. I guess I will just file them with the other ones I have.
Went to Scarborough Faire with the family. We had a blast. I didn't get to partake of the mead or other adult stuff due to being with the family, but that was fine. We got the girls' hair braided, got Samantha a battle axe, got Chloe a henna tattoo, and watched a bunch of shows. All of that stuff is great, but it is the people watching that is the main reason to go. I am completely convinced of my belief that the geeks and nerds have the most fun. They dress up and get into character without the worry or concern of what people think or say about them. They are all into the moment. They have the awesome imaginations.. The "too cool" crowd doesn't know what they are missing. Too worried about appearances and such.. Why do the odd ducks run around in tights and costumes and play games deemed dorky? Because they are having fun! They aren't hindered by the trappings of what is deemed cool or not. I think it is monumentally awesome.
It was great to have the rare Saturday off this past weekend. My mother came into town and we all went to the Denton Arts & Jazz Festival. It was a bunch of fun. Got to see the Denton High Jazz Band my daughter is a part of play at one of the main stages. I felt spoiled to get to spend some time with my family. I really missed them. I figured out with my work schedule, I get to see them 3 or so hours on Mon- Thurs, Don't see my girls really on Friday and Saturday at all.. and then I get to see them for 2 to 3 hours on Sunday. It really bites..
Ok.. I see this weeks blog isn't the usual goofyness that I typically throw down.. but you get me.. scars and all, I suppose, when you buy a ticket for a ride on the Brooks Express.
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