Dana, I am a little disappointed. Hah! So I thought I should follow "DirtyLittleRunnerGirl with a picture of my #69 Lok N Lod (r) MINI Cooper.
My WaterTribe tribal name is Scareman. Scareman is a moniker that reminds us that anything is possible if you avoid self-induced and self-limiting paralysis from fear.
Scareman developed as a character about 25 year ago that I drew as a self portrait when I smile, when I imagined a shaved head, and when I was wearing my favortie pair of metal sunglasses. I was very artistic and began drawing the human body using the skeletal anatomy as a start, and then adding the outline that we see as the skin. So I became very good at skeletal hands and skulls. So the Scareman character is a base cranium and mandible with my smile and my sunglasses.
See the face on the side door. That is Scareman.
My sister named the face scary man, and I made it PC (hah!) by changing it to Scareman.
My racing team was Team Scare Man as I raced from 1996-2002 driving my stock Neon, Focus, and MINI Cooper to championships in SCCA Regional and Divisional Championships across the Southeast USA. I drove the cars to the track (Neon had full cage and racing seat for 110,000 miles red lining each shift), changed tires (most purchsed as used tires from sponsored National Neon racers), raced, won or set track records, then changed tires, and went home. This is also where I developoed the art of all-nighters driving all night Friday and Sunday nights 40 weekends a year to races.
I was also tortured by ungodly nightmares as a child that put an "evil" tint into everything that I drew. My brain was "cooked" as a 2-year old when I had Scarlet Fever, so I blame that extended high fever for developing my unique wiring.
So anything in the EC and life that I have experienced fails in comparison to the night terrors that I experienced as a child.
I also did some experimenting and learned how "scared" people were from certain experiences - the adrenalin rushes while I hid in the bushes as the search party hunted the alleged Mr. Voorhees with torches and clubs...priceless.
The best thing that I learned was not to limit myself from being "scared". So my first major accomplishment was asking my wife out on a date back in 1989. It has worked out well with marrying my high school sweetheart from 11th grade English class, amazing opportunities with racing teams in ARCA, IMSA, SCCA, BUSCH, Winston Cup, and old days in HDRA/SCORE desert racing, and a fun engineering career where I am referrred to as MacGyver with P&G.
I learned to overcome being scared and embraced it as an opportunity for self exploration and awareness. All-in-all, I use my powers for good.
My childhood soccer team (U5) was the Demons, and my Dad was the coach that designed our patches. I still have that jersey and my son wore it, and apparently that patch was a little offensive to some people.
Scareman is a moniker that reminds us that anything is possible if you avoid self-induced and self-limiting paralysis from fear.
So, you wanna go night paddling with me?
This is the #66 post in this thread. Hah, I love it!
