Don't hurt me

Well, the driver failed so we have another negative outcome to our game.

He crashed his car during the practice session and had to have it rebuilt in 3 hours before the race. Then, he started from the back of the grid and kept having problems with the car all day because it was rebuilt so quickly and not tested.

That's motorsport, it's not my fault.. honest.. please don't hurt me, I've already had one virtual ass kicking*, I don't think I could handle another..

And so, you don't get to see me this time. But, I do get to award myself something I saw on someecards.com (because none of you were ever going to do it)

Yes, I think my Facebook friend count is right in that perfect zone. The current count is 45.

Personally, when I see someone with triple-digits friends I roll my eyes.

When I see someone with less than 20 friends I feel sorry for them.

So, if you have anywhere between 20 and 99 Facebook friends, congratulations. It may not be a picture of me, but it is a nice little runner up prize.

And if you don't have between 20 and 99 friends, you get nothing today. Sucks to be you.

*If you go to the virtual ass kicking post, you might need to go to the comments for the full story.

It's time we played another game..

Hello ScoFans!

I want to play another game with you.

The good thing about the way I have designed this game is even in failure, I am successful.

The bad thing about the way I have designed this game is if I am successful, there comes some failure.

Today is the second race of the first round of the 2009 V8 Supercar series.

My favourite team acquired a new driver over the summer, and today he starts the race from 4th position.

He was winning this race last year (albeit from a different team) until he got involved in a tangle with a lapped car and taken out of the race.

His name is James Courtney, and if he wins today, I will post a picture of myself on this blog wearing my Dick Johnson Racing hat (for someone with an odd shaped head who shouldn't wear hats, I do own a lot of hats. Three of them in fact)

If any of the other 31 drivers win, I will post an award on here which I think I am probably entitled to anyway (and it is not any of the ones my pets have awarded me that I am currently hoarding)

This is the second time I have relied on sports stars to determine the outcome of one of our games, because I clearly don't think they're under enough pressure already.

I will post the results here tomorrow night.

PS Yes, I am back from my dark week. I snap into these things, and I snap out of them again. I'm sure knowing me is an exciting rollercoaster ride and a fun game of "Which one will he be this morning?"

Our First Game Ends

Hello ScoFans!

Earlier this week I showed you all how much I enjoy a good game of chance. I offered you the chance to see a picture of me in a hat, if my football team could get over the line and win their way to the Grand Final of the pre-season cup.

This would be our first game.

I know some of you have been hoping that you should win your prize, either to see me for the first time or to mock me in my hat. I know many others couldn't care less one way or the other.

Both sides lined up with a few of their quality players sittng in the stands, beacuse nobody really takes the preseason competition all that seriously, and if a player is "a bit sore" they won't risk him suffering a serious injury.

Anyway, the result was:

COLLINGWOOD 116 d ESSENDON 73

So there it is. A negative result this time.

Perhaps we'll play again in the future.

But as a runner up prize I'll give you a funny Australian song. I couldn't find the great video for it I saw last year, so I've left you with the official video. (Yes, some of the lyrics are out of place)

Game Time

Hello ScoFans,

I want to play a game. The rules of the game are simple. Your role in the game is minimal. Your rewards from a positive outcome are varied. Your consequences from a negative outcome are none.

After the Essendon Football Club won their game on Friday night, they place themselves in the semi-finals of the pre-season competition. If they win this Friday night, they are into the Grand Final.

But that is their prize. That prize is not for you my pets. Your prize, should Essendon make the Grand Final, is I will post a picture of myself here, on this blog. wearing my Essendon cap.

Therefore, your rewards vary from:

• seeing a picture of me for the first time
• already seen a picture of me, don't care about a hat
• already seen a picture of me, know that my mother once remarked when I was wearing a cap "You know you really shouldn't wear hats. You have an odd shaped head as it is and a hat just makes your head look more like an egg", know that I haven't worn a cap since and have secretly wanted to see my humiliate myself this way.

The stakes might not be as high as if we were playing one of Jigsaw's games, but, well.. maybe next time.

Hello, Amanda. You don't know me, but I know you. I want to play a game. Here's what happens if you lose. The device you are wearing is hooked into your upper and lower jaw. When the timer in the back goes off, your mouth will be permanently ripped open. Think of it like a reverse bear trap. Here, I'll show you. [on videotape, a mannequin's head is destroyed by the device] There is only one key to open the device. It's in the stomach of your dead cell mate. Look around, Amanda. Know that I'm not lying. You better hurry up. Live or die. Make your choice.

- Jigsaw (Saw)