So many corn dogs, so little time…

So here I sit, waiting for people to show up to my event: #BloungeATX Bloggers’ Lounge. There are currently four of us here, and I have food to feed 50+. What the hell am I going to do with 100 chicken wings and 75 corn dog bites? Well, first I’m going to eat. A LOT. As far as my pride goes, meh, I’ll survive. I’ve certainly learned to deal with embarrassment before. Here are just three examples:

1. I insisted on throwing a going away party in my modest home for two VERY popular friends. There were other offers of venues, but I just had to be the hostess with the mostest. The result? 65-year-old women sitting on my living room floor—classy.

2. In preparing to give a talk about graphic design to a group of association executives, I spent so much time making sure my presentation slides were perfect, that I neglected to actually practice my speech. The result? Perhaps the crappiest presentation of all time. Seriously. It was legendary. 

3. I used to teach a graphic design course at a community college. Some of my colleagues told me I needed to be tough on the students. As in most things Weenie, I overshot it a bit and became known as the Mussolini of the art department. The result? One of my student reviews called me “The worst teacher ever.” 

So there you have it. The examples are endless, but the lesson is always the same: If you plan on getting too big for your britches, be prepared to eat a whole lot of corn dog bites.

**Postscript: #BloungeATX attendance increased considerably throughout the day, though I did end up eating a LOT of bar food. I get to do this all over again tomorrow, so stop on by!