Leah goes to a work dinner.
Leah: The place has like octapus and goat.
me: Gross, are you going to eat some goat?
Leah: Can’t decide between the two. Hopefully the octapus is alive and running around my plate.
me: They run?
Leah: Sure they do– marathoners I dont know, maybe?
me: Triatholon?
Leah: yeah
me: They kick butt at the swimming portion
Leah: Maybe a triatolon for sure. I bet they could definitely do the bike if one leg got tired, he’s got many more to trade out
Leah: Running too I guess for that matter. Hopefully he has the endurance for it all
me: 8 legs, what a cheat, he would win
Leah: No kidding. I will never play sports with an octapus
PICKmeg
I am an Air Force brat. We moved, and I needed to stand out at every new place. I needed to make my mark. I did this by owning a neon orange backpack. I did it by showing up for clubs and sports (which works in Mississippi, when no one cares about being on the team- they just let you on). I ran for offices, my slogan of choice being PICKmeg. This slogan got my on various student councils and the role of class president (I was unopposed). Point is, I think it is an accurate tagline for my life. I want people to pick me to spend time with, to trust me with their problems and friendships. I want people to pick me for the project at work. I want you to pick me for the extra concert/play/whatever ticket you have.