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I've called the Denver area home for more than two
decades now. But this urban/mountain city is still full of surprises. I'll be posting my adventures here, as I explore local eateries, shops and sharing birthday and vacation photos. And once in a while, I'll throw in a music, movie or food review. I hope to keep this blog interactive, so don't be shy to suggest places I should visit. And check it out: I'm on Brendan's List. Rock on!


I don't need to win, but don't tell me I suck
Contributed by: Charmaine Robledo/YourHub.com   on 7/23/2007

"Winning isn't everything," we've all heard that phrase, right? I knew that phrase well as a kid growing up and playing sports. I've never considered myself too competitive nor a sore loser.

I attended the Arapahoe County Fair yesterday with my friend Jennifer. It was scorching hot, but we had a good time looking at the displays, the animals and playing carnival games. There was one game in particular that this story is all about: the dart game. With this game, you throw a dart at one of many balloons on a wall and if you pop that balloon, you win a prize. Well, Jennifer tried it out and won. She got a pink stuffed pig as her reward.

At first, I didn't want to play any games, so we decided to just keep walking around the fair, looking at all the different rides. Eventually, I felt the need to play at least one game. We settled on this one horse racing game which you throw a ball through various holes in order to move your horse forward. Well, we played and Jennifer won.

Feeling a little disheartened but determined to bring something home, I told her I would try the dart game. It seemed easy enough -- you throw a dart and pop a balloon. My dart decided to bounce off a balloon. Ugh. A little girl standing next to me asked if she could try for me, seeing as she is better at it. She held up her pink stuffed pig and gleamed with pride. I seethed with slight indignation and embarassment. I politely told her, "no," and thanked her for her offer.

The man running the booth threw a red and black stuffed bird (a toucan?) at me and told me I won anyway.

The bird now rests on top of my CPU for all the office to see.



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Submitted By: Fairlight Baer-Gutierrez
posted on 8/6/2007 @ 10:15:24 AM
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Hope that wasn't the last time the girl felt comfortable offering a stranger help. Good one, Charmaine. Good one.
Submitted By: Bill Boucher
posted on 7/24/2007 @ 9:22:35 PM
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Call him Afall, because your pride wenteth before him.
Submitted By: Kevin Villegas
posted on 7/23/2007 @ 5:53:51 PM
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You don't think the girl could have won you a prize?
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