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I once blogged about a guy I played racquetball with. He was so competitive, it made it unenjoyable.
I really don't understand that competitive thing. Sure, everyone loves to win. And I hate to use some old coach cliche, but isn't it about having fun? Unless you are playing professionally.
I had guys try to cheat at a basketball tournament I was in while attending SDSU. I was so glad to win that tournament beating those jerks.
As a teenager, my friends would get frustrated I'd beat them in Scrabble. So, they'd bet me $100 their mom or dad could beat me. I'd take their money every time.
I read once that Barbarella likes playing people in Scrabble, that don't know all the little strategies and two-letter words. I actually have the opposite reaction. I don't want someone thinking I only beat them because I know that "xi" is a letter in the Greek alphabet, and that if you place it in the corner of two other words, you get an easy 50 points.
I had one girlfriend insist I couldn't put an "s" at the end of one word, to make another word. So, I didn't do that when I played her.
One of my friends sent me this story tonight:
In a Fresh Air interview, satirist Al Franken related to Terry Gross his own encounter with Gene Simmons. According to Franken, he was awaiting a racquetball partner at a club when Simmons, whom Franken had not recognized, challenged him to a match, stating "I'll kick your ass," only to suffer an embarrassing loss to Franken. Simmons responded by calling for another match, and when Franken indicated that since his racquetball partner had arrived, he couldn't play Simmons again, Simmons responded by making loud "boc, boc, boc" chicken sounds. Franken then offered to play Simmons with $500 at stake, at which point Simmons walked away.
I think that story rocks! Nothing like a person talking smack, and you throw money on the line.
I met Gene Simmons a few times, and he's got a good sense of humor, but he's really arrogant.
I'm not a huge KISS fan, but singer Paul Stanley is coming to town in December, to show his art at a gallery in La Jolla.
When my friend Peg had dinner with the band (we were in radio, and things like that are some of the perks you get)...she said Paul drew pictures all over the table cloth, and it was a nice restaurant. She guessed the waitress wasn't too happy.
I'm guessing she took the table cloth and sold it on eBay.
And is very happy.
I once blogged about a guy I played racquetball with. He was so competitive, it made it unenjoyable.
I really don't understand that competitive thing. Sure, everyone loves to win. And I hate to use some old coach cliche, but isn't it about having fun? Unless you are playing professionally.
I had guys try to cheat at a basketball tournament I was in while attending SDSU. I was so glad to win that tournament beating those jerks.
As a teenager, my friends would get frustrated I'd beat them in Scrabble. So, they'd bet me $100 their mom or dad could beat me. I'd take their money every time.
I read once that Barbarella likes playing people in Scrabble, that don't know all the little strategies and two-letter words. I actually have the opposite reaction. I don't want someone thinking I only beat them because I know that "xi" is a letter in the Greek alphabet, and that if you place it in the corner of two other words, you get an easy 50 points.
I had one girlfriend insist I couldn't put an "s" at the end of one word, to make another word. So, I didn't do that when I played her.
One of my friends sent me this story tonight:
In a Fresh Air interview, satirist Al Franken related to Terry Gross his own encounter with Gene Simmons. According to Franken, he was awaiting a racquetball partner at a club when Simmons, whom Franken had not recognized, challenged him to a match, stating "I'll kick your ass," only to suffer an embarrassing loss to Franken. Simmons responded by calling for another match, and when Franken indicated that since his racquetball partner had arrived, he couldn't play Simmons again, Simmons responded by making loud "boc, boc, boc" chicken sounds. Franken then offered to play Simmons with $500 at stake, at which point Simmons walked away.
I think that story rocks! Nothing like a person talking smack, and you throw money on the line.
I met Gene Simmons a few times, and he's got a good sense of humor, but he's really arrogant.
I'm not a huge KISS fan, but singer Paul Stanley is coming to town in December, to show his art at a gallery in La Jolla.
When my friend Peg had dinner with the band (we were in radio, and things like that are some of the perks you get)...she said Paul drew pictures all over the table cloth, and it was a nice restaurant. She guessed the waitress wasn't too happy.
I'm guessing she took the table cloth and sold it on eBay.
And is very happy.