Candy Ass thinks he's better at EVERYTHING than I am. I'll attest to his mad skillz as a fly fisherman (don't we all wish we could be like him!) and his handiness around the house (he can fix and make anything - except kitchen cabinets apparently!) but when it comes to blogging... that's my territory, bitch.
Oh, but Candy Ass believes that if he had a blog, not only would it be better than mine, it would also be more successful and more popular than mine.
"What would you write about?"
"Oh, you know, my day."
"Woke up, took a shower, went to work, did some shit, came home, went to bed. The end."
"Fucking brilliant! Why haven't you started your blog already??"
--- Two days later ---
"I know what my blog would be about."
"Oh yeah? What?"
"It'd be 'The Untold Stories of the Undomestic Diva.' Like that time you punched a palm tree and ended up with stitches in your hand and --"
"Oh HA HA... HA. It'd be a blog that mocked my blog?"
"You might just be onto something there. I think you should do it." (Knowing Candy Ass will never do it.)
"Nah, I don't want to steal all your readers."
"Is that a challenge?"
"No, I'm just saying..."
"I know what you're saying. Start that blog motherfucker and let the best man win."
Candy Ass says he doesn't have time to start a blog. He's too busy. I think he knows he's going to get virtually bitch-slapped via posts if he dares to step into the octagon of blogging with me. Because if he's going to throw low blows and tell my "untold stories" well then, buddy, I can go there too.
I think he should man up and make good on his threats. What do you think?