Say My Name Say My Name... Dan-eye

Want to know the funniest thing about having a boyish nickname? No matter how you spell it, someone thinks you are a boy. For example:

becky: I know it says you're busy, but...I just wanted to clarify
you, know, why I "didn't know you"
:)
.....I thought danim423 was for someone named dan
like dan IM
or something
so I thought it was some crazy stalker named dan who had the same birthday as me (4-23)
I TOTALLY know who DANI is....
you're the only dani I know!!
:)
and you're my favorite dani
k--bye!

See, it always takes a little time for people to understand that I am a GIRL!

Example number 2: The Phone Call Description

Growing up, all of my friends would be telling people- either parents or boyfriends- who they were hanging out with and they'd say 'I'm hanging out with Dani' and the person on the other line (like clockwork) would say 'Who is he?' and my friends would say- no,no its a girl. I can't believe how many boyfriends were instantly jealous, how many parents were instantly ready to ground their daughters for hanging out with a boy without permission. Classic. It still continues today. The weekend I moved in to my house, my new roommate called her parents and here is how the conversation went:

'yeah, Dani moved in this weekend' -

'You girls got a boy to move in with you?'

No mom, its D-a-n-i, she's a girl.

'oh, but it would have been kind of cool'

The last part was def. awesome! Married friends have even been lectured by parents for hanging out with a boy when they are married. Its quite a laugh actually!

Any name stories?

Good Things Come To Those...

who dig big wholes in the ground and wait for unsuspecting people to fall into them. Seriously, I don't know how people get away with things like this, but I would love to spend my life hiding behind a tree laughing hysterically everytime someone fell for this.

Its either holes, prank beds, or walking into glass. Whatever the case, I love it. Can you imagine? Any fun links-send away!

"L for Love"

So- ultimate humiliation is mine at last! It's first time at bat w/ a new softball team, so there is of course the pressure to look good. They were already impressed enough that I don't 'throw like a girl,' Why couldn't I have been happy with that! Noooo, I had to go for broke. Should I tell you that this is Slow Pitch Softball on the Mall in DC??

Anyhow- I'm at bat, all jittery because of the circumstances. SWING- connect-ball goes just about NOWHERE! What is wrong with me? So, I run with all my might to first and thank the heavens they bobble it and I'm safe by a mile. The first baseman decides to throw to home, so i continue on to second. Sweet- I've got a double in the bag! GIRL(gotta hate that when another girl makes the 'GIRL' inference) catcher decides to throw it to mid center instead of the base, so excitement kicks in and I'm rounding second base heading towards third. About 1/3 of the way there, my legs suddenly decide they don't want to go to third, they'd rather camp out about halfway between and chat with the short stop. I have multiple excuses for this physical phenomenon, including that I forgot my cleats so court shoes don't grip as well (I won't admit that its probably just that i'm out of shape and haven't had a triple all year so that much sprinting was too much of a shock to the system).

Anyhow, Running, Stumbling, Short sequence when ALL of the body is horizontal, and THUNK, I'm on the ground about 4 steps shy of the plate. Everyone thinks I've slid into third so they are cheering. So when I jump up and run the last couple of steps-they finally realize it was an accident. HA HA HA! Oye! What a LOSER(hence the L for Love title)! yah well- I played it off and made the official safe/f-you all sign and had a good time laughing at myself and my bloody knees for the rest of the game.

I've come to find much amusement in this ordeal, however, I've been tempted to invent a much more exciting version (including a gun and my bare hands) of how my knee became a massive scar. Any suggestions?

SummerTV

I've never been a huge fan of reality shows. Although I do remember the anticipation of the weekly Weds night ritual eating and drinking of more than the entire castaway clan of Survivor did during their entire stint on the island. Of course we all commented how great it would be to participate just so we could lose the weight (while shoving more chips & salsa down the pipes). Anyhow- those were the days before every station had some lame spin off, trade, or incredibly gross dare to lure viewers in (yah- you know you sat there with your hands on your face thinking how disturbing, yet you never looked away).

Anyhow, I have found myself lured by this incredible burst in Talent shows. I think its awesome when you get to see people slave week after week to come up with a new routines just so that I can pick them apart (with absolutely no dancing or singing credentials/personal abilities). This summer I've become one of the best judges of Hip Hop, Jazz, Swing, BROADWAY, and whatever other style is drawn from the hat. Seriously- these people twitch a leg in the wrong direction and I can spot it rewind the tivo and point it out to the rest of the crowd! And gosh- should someone have an off night or pull a bad time slot to dance during- they're GONE! Enough- not enough emotion, not enough flare, maybe TOO MUCH flare. Either way- its my way or the highway!

As horrible as that all sounds- I LOVE IT! I love watching Benji http://www.fox.com/dance/bios/03_bschwimmer.htm do his thing on So You Think You Can Dance. He is fantastic and can do no wrong in my book- he's got that 'just off the mission' innocence yet so much flare and style w/ his moves. He makes every other dancer look good. Just dancing with him makes you set to remain in the runnings for yet another week (even if you aren't all that good).

Suddenly, after the show ends, I CAN'T wait to see who he gets paired with the next week and what style is he going to dance too.

I think its awesome that people get to actually have a chance to make it big on shows like these. Sure, the best part of the season is watching the initial tryout bloopers and laughing *yet thinking - dude- that's probably what I'd look like if I 'thought' I could dance*

What show would you be on if you have a gift? They already have professional sports teams- and i didn't make any of those, so I'm going for *So You Think You Can Walk and Chew Gum at the Same Time*

Holler