Category Archives: 50 Challenges

That was the name of an art contest that my elementary school would participate in. Students could pick a number of subjects to enter their work in like Photography or Visual Arts. My thing was always writing and I never fucking submited some stupid ass poem. One year I got second place which I was pretty stoked about. I remember what I won but I know first place went to some girl who I think did write a poem about her inspirational horse. Fuck that.

Poetry sucks. All of the poetry that I’ve ever written was either attempts at song lyrics or was for me. I don’t really want to read anyone’s  poems and I think its best that no one ever hear mine. It all sucks. Unless it’s in Japanese, a language that makes no fucking sense anyways.

So today was another one of those days where I think about where I went wrong in life. How the fuck I ended up where I am now. I suppose I’m not doing so bad but I feel that I have cheated my inner genius. Lazyness has been my personal road block throughout my life. So many things that I never got around to doing because I didn’t have enough drive or passion to do it. I have a bad habit of not doing a damn  thing unless I know what the payoff is. I suppose it should be good enough to just to have enough curiosity to what could happen after something is accomplished even if it turns out to be nothing.

So in tribal days, a guy like me would own some sort of dwelling by now or would be a scavanging roamer and have no home but would travel about the country. Nowadays I don’t own a dwelling yet I just sit in one spot from now till oblivion.

Challenge 13 Write a review of  a product that doesn’t exist (fuck another review…)

Sugar Soap is another one of those products that tries to be too many things at once and falls short in every category. So this shit is Shampoo, conditioner as well as toothpaste. That’s not all though. It is also a fucking anti-freeze/ coolant for your car. That’s right, the stuff you couldn’t feed to your dog is now so biologically safe that you can use it to clean yourself. The problem is that it tastes horrible. It comes in two flavors, bubble gum and blue raspberry. Both which have never been appetizing nor has it proven to be a decent fragrance to emanate off of someones head. Not only that but it builds up in your radiator. I had to scrape some of this gunk that it left behind in my radiator with a metal hanger.  That same build-up is going to end up in your scalp and teeth if you don’t rinse properly.

I must say that a little goes a long way with this stuff. It did keep my subaru from freezing over during the snow storms. $19.99 ain’t bad for twenty gallons of shampoo. I suppose if you are on a really friggin tight buget this stuff is for you. But if you can afford any type of mild luxury I highly suggest never purchasing.

I  feel the need to change this up a bit. Make it more readable. Like is something I want people to see. Then again, this is just another stupid blog about some random ass person. I suppose that isn’t necessary.Maybe I’ll be a bit more random and throw in some exaggerated bullshit.

Really all I’ve been doing is playing videogames all week on my vacation that I finally got paid for. I also wonder how plants would grow in space or how cats would react to zero gravity.  I imagine they would spin around alot trying not to fall on their back.

Man I am just not feeling it today. I so badly want to get in the grove of writing all of the time but, so much of the time I just don’t feel like I have anything interesting to say. Like my brain is full of cotton. The other day I tried writing a short movie script about a guy getting interrogated by a jester in an abandoned warehouse. The twist was that the guy was getting interrogated to confess to a murder that he didn’t commit but ironically ends up murdering the Jester. I might get back to that one, I got about a page into it than decided that my ideas were influenced by too many other things that weren’t my own ideas. I get that way a lot when trying to come up with something original. I tend to over analyse what I’m doing then come to the conclusion that I am ripping off something I saw or heard before. Then again, aren’t we all just products of our environment? Or are we simply products? I suppose we are whatever we think we are…

Challenge 12: Write a review for a move that doesn’t exist.
Tap That Ass is a teenage comedy about a bunch of Magic: the Gathering players that form a team of porn stars to win a world tournament. First of all this movie is a complete waste of time. I you know anything about Magic players you know that they are the worst type of geek out there. In fact even the brief mention of them is an utter waste of time. Also the likelihood of these types of people being capable of interacting with someone of the opposite sex is impossible. It’s like getting a 10th edition booster pack and finding a 3rd edition Jesters Cap. The movie bases this concept around the fact that nerds could not compete with attractive females because they would be too distracted to play cards. The acting is total crap and the plot is predictably heroic.  See any other movie this season.

Yesterday was Christmas and I got exactly what I asked for. Books on C++ and Flash. Because goddamnit one of these days I need to make a videogame. I started yesterday evening trying to code some stuff out of this book that I got and it turns out that the code they have you write may need to be changed based on the compiler that you are using. The problem is that I have no idea what I need to change to get the fucking thing to run. So after about 4 hours of trying to get this shit to work I pouted in the corner for a while. Then I remembered that I started writing a book over a year ago that I still haven’t finished. I really should get back to it too. At least I have some confidence in my writing ability.

I decided to say fuck it for the time being and wait for my mood to improve. I think my bloodsugar is still way out of wack from this morning. I ate nothing before getting to my mothers house 100 miles a way yesterday morning. When I got there I was fed nothing but chocolate and other sugary crap. I didn’t eat anything substantial until I got home.

Uhg, I’m still agitated though. I suppose that comes with the territory of trying to learn something new on your own though. I shouldn’t give up.

Challenge 11: Write a review of a book that hasn’t been written.

A Review of Pathways:  a ninja’s fate.

This is quite possibly the most disappointing novel about ninjas that I have ever had the displeasure of reading.  So the main character who is stereo typically named Ryo has his village burnt to a crisp at a tender age. Then as he drifts aimlessly though the woods he is adopted by a martial arts master who aids him seeking his revenge. Long story short he becomes a ninja and ends up kicking a ton of ass. My main problem with the book is that it spends too much time on him training in the woods. A nice fast forward with a bit of post shadowing would have been nice. Regardless this is a must burn book because he befriends a dragon as a support character on charisma alone. No fighting, swords and claws clashing just a simple vocal exchange. This equals lame in my world. I require that all dragons mentioned in novel format be in at least one fight scene.

So it has been apologetically cold the last few days. Even so I have been taking walks every evening to get some food. To me it is another way to quit smoking. I get so fidgety sometimes that I have to get up and walk places. I remember when I was a teenager I lived across two bridges that lead into downtown. If I ever wanted to get into town I really needed a purpose. Also it gave me some time to think really hard about what I wanted to be doing. I crossed those bridges probably a thousand times.

This is where this complex came from I think. I always wanted to just explore my surroundings. Get to know my local terrain. Who knows what random shit I would end up in. I think that was my favorite part about it i was the opportunity to end up somewhere random. This would also explain the need for a BMX bike. And the reason my first two cars were travel vans.

It seems I’ve spent my whole life wanting to travel but just ended up staying in one spot this whole time.

Challenge 10: Write a letter to an extra-terrestrial

Dear Alien,

How the fuck are you. I’ll have you know that I have very little faith in mankind so if you want my opinion I suggest you ask someone else. I am a 25 year old male human that resides in the upper northwestern corner of the smaller chunk of continents. I have a few questions?

1. Can you guys travel faster than the speed of light? If so does it do anything weird like make you age faster or make you flip dimensions or something?

2. How many evolutionary cycles did it take before you became the dominant race to get as far as you did? Or did you have some help budging your interstellar goop into rational thought.

3. Will television, one of the most acclaimed communication advances in human history, paradoxically be the downfall of our (relatively) civilized intelligent society?

Well?

I’m sure you really feel like answering questions. So I’ve been getting really bored with my surroundings and want to do some traveling. Problem is I don’t really feel prepared to do it. I suppose I should just give it a go and use some common sense. I’m sure that’s how you managed to jet across millions of light years of empty space to end up making contact with our dumb asses. I mean gas prices are low enough right now that I could save up for a road trip or something. I really liked coachella in 2004. I bet your race doesn’t even acknowledge the kind of economy we have in place. I doubt you would have made it here on a profit driven ambition.

Whatever…

I would write more but I have some brain cells to occupy in the game I just downloaded.

My god, I’ve played 30 hours in to Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core. How on earth did this happen. It’s 1) A Final Fantasy game (most of them I deplore) and 2) it’s on a hand held system (PSP). The last time I put that much time into a hand held game was in my Megaman Battle Network phase where I neurotically tried to get every chip and triple S rank every enemy in the game. This time I am trying to finish all 500+ side missions that the game has to offer then master every materia…again. I don’t want to sound like a fucktarded game journalist (because all of them have nothing but vomit coursing though there veins save for Yahtzee ) but it is exactly the way I wished Final Fantasy would work all this time. It has the exact same battle system basis that all of the other FF’s do but they sped it up a whole lot and added movement into the equation. Oh, and you only have one party member to deal with, period. The random level ups and summons I could do without except for it stops the player from exploiting the fuck out of areas to grind there way to becoming an ultimate badass by fighting the same shit over and over and over.  No, instead they have a shit ton of missions for you do that in instead. Then you actually have something to show for it. Unfortunately, the only way to get through the game with ease is to do this type of monotonous grinding. I guess that’s the way it goes. It does say Final Fantasy on the box so I guess I’ve come to expect that kind of thing.

Shit I just reviewed a game.

New!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I thought of something while I was driving back from Yakima as I was trying to avoid a really awkward conversation involving not wanting to see that girl I was seeing about a month ago. So I’ve only had a few hours of sleep but I pitched the idea to my roommate who thought it way cool. Here it is…

Sunday Holidays:
So as an atheist, I don’t get many holidays that do anybody any good. SO I’ve decided to make a bunch of holiday’s up for Sundays. While everyone else is in church I will be doing some good (I think). Each holiday will be stuff like:

1. Give a homeless person $5 day.
2. Inspire a child day.
3. Pretend you are a robot day. (I think this one already exsists and doesn’t do anyone any good.)
4. Meet a total stranger day.
5. Declare your independence day.
6. Ignore all media day.
7. Pretend you have magical powers day. (also Known as Wizardween) * so bad
8. Paint stuff day.
9. Build something out of garbage day.
10. Ghost Writing day. (where you write a letter to someone from a dead person.)

Ok so, some of these are just fun. Not all of them need to be useful. (No pants day?)  So the idea is that I make signs that say what day it is. Then I go hang out at an overpass for a few hours while everyone is commuting to church. After that I go celebrate accordingly. Seriously crazy shit. But I think it would a fun thing to do with a few people over the summer. It will seriously cut into my gaming for sure.

Challenge 7: A letter from me, to myself in the year 2048.

Dear Patrick,

The days of microwaved pizza are gone. Now is the age of feed backpacks issued by the governing authority. Man you have it good, you don’t even know. I’m fucking 65 years old. I never got that cyborg leg you always wanted. Fucking heath care is ridiculous. Don’t get me started. Your legacy at the job you love so dear is nill. It got bought by the one eyed google monster which is the owner of the country. You see after the government went totally bankrupt it went up for auction. Google was the world’s largest economy at the time so they won the bid. They literally own the whole world now. It has been re-named Google Earth.
Anyways, here are your winning lotto numbers 14, 23, 36, 45, 89. Doesn’t matter. Even now that you are reading this is creating a time paradox. Oh well. Remember to buckle you seat belt. I fucking lost an eye while in a car accident. Good thing they made replacement eyes for gamers years ago.

Anyway, you still aren’t married and you never had a chance of having any kids. I’m still trying to write that book I started 50 years ago. luckily I finally traveled a bit on my newest mid-life crisis motorcycle. People are seriously getting stupider by the day. The media is so random and awful. Google can actually read your brain waves now to give you exactly what they think you would want to watch wherever you are.  I still can’t watch television. I can’t believe that it still exists. Its over a hundred years old!!!!

Whatever you do, don’t eat at pizza hut after 2015. There pizza has addictive chemicals in it that people can’t eat anything else. It is the new Marlboro after smoking was completely outlawed everywhere. I don’t know how to tell you this but all of your friends are dead. They all went to the last Nine Inch Nails show ever. They played to a sold out crowd of over 2 billion somewhere in Australia. You already saw the band in there hay day so you didn’t go. What everyone didn’t realize is that the stage was planted on top of the world’s largest uranium deposit. With all of those people walking around it kicked open a huge radioactive gas cloud that killed everyone attending. Some died immediately, for others it took a few weeks or months. Eventually, they all passed on. Sucks to be me.

I’ll be in contact with you over the next 40 years because I am you.

see ya,

patrick
PS- Buy stock in Google.

It has been, few days but I am feeling really good. However after last weekend I find myself in kind of a jam. So it seems. That I won’t be seeing that girl I was seeing about a month ago. I am picking her up from a far off place. She doesn’t know it yet. We still need to talk about some things. I met another…actually I met a few girls last weekend at SakuraCon that I have a lot more in common with. That being they were all total nerds. Which will be too bad because the sex was really fun. Unfortunately, that was about it. The rest was very confusing and hard to deal with. Sort of boring in my eyes. I don’t like feeling bored around people. Hopefully the devastation won’t be too epic.
Cartoonland: Staffing at SakuraCon

Last year a co-worker of mine wanted me to go to this anime convention in Seattle. It didn’t seem like something I would pay for. I barely knew what was happening in the anime world.  My specialty has always been Video Games. He told me not to worry as long as I agreed to work as staff. Staffing isn’t hard really. You just help out with whatever needs to get done at the moment and the rest of the time you can just fuck off and enjoy a free three day pass that would normally cost $40. My obligation was to help run the Console Gaming room. Not a hard task at all considering I would have a base that belonged to us…the gaming elite.

This year was much better than last. Mostly because I knew what to expect. This was a there day endurance mission.  The Goal:  Sleep as little as possible and do as much as possible. So here I go.
Day 1: I got off work at five to help set up for awhile. I checked games in and out to people who wanted to just chill out for a while. Most people wanted to play Smash Bros. Brawl. Then someone had the bright idea to run a Gulty Gear tournament. They split after they realized that they didn’t know how to run a tournament. So I helped out a bit to get things running until the Seattle Competitive Gaming community showed up to get finish the thing off. Then I watched some AMV’s while I wandered around for a long while. All of my friends were really drunk at this point. I was not. That was the night before which is a whole ‘nother post that will never happen. So it gets to about midnight and I wanted to do something. In the card game room they had a Munchkin tournament. So I sat in there for a while. At the table was a guy in a lab coat. To his right there was a bubbly girl that was into who knows what. To her right was me. To my right, a creepy dude who kept cheating and finally a quiet girl who had never played before. I talk about her later.

Behind us were a couple of game designers from Salt Lake. I started talking with them for a while about how interesting the game industry is. I tried to seem very interested for a while in there business until they asked me what I do. The immediate reaction was surprise followed by a “Man…we hate you.” So we started playing and we realized that the cards were not properly shuffled which made for a very uninteresting game. I left very tired and crashed at home.

Day 2:

This is where the real shit happens. So I show up at like, noonish or something. I then hurry up to the gaming room where everything is in working disarray. The Smash bros. tournament has just begun. I win my first round then get knocked out in the second round due to a major Gannondorf malfunction. For a while I didn’t feel like I fit in well enough so what I did is I went down to the exhibitors hall and bought a silly hat. It was a prinny hat from Disgaea. If you don’t know what anime conventions are like…the people at this thing like to dress like there favorite characters. Just imagine Halloween in the spring time if it was invaded by Japan with a touch of its own creepiness. Once I had my hat, a handful of the gaming staff wanted to get some drinks. We sat in this bar during happy hour to get mildly drunk. Then a challenge was proposed. We were to attend this speed dating thing at the Con and try to get as many phone numbers as possible. I did this. While I was there I met this girl dressed like a character from Final Fantasy 6.  Another girl who makes her own armor and chain mail. As well as the quiet girl at the Munchkin table from the night before.  I left with 6 phone numbers. The other guys had none. I had officially own’d them.

After that I went back up to the gaming room to chill out for a while before the Anime Rave that they throw. This is the dorkyest dance you will ever attend. I needed to track down my French friend because I was supposed to be his wing man so he could finally meet a nice american girl. I found him in some random pannel. I asked him, ” What the hell is this?” to which he replied, ” Just wait.” I looked around. We were the only two men in the panel. It turns out that it was the history of gay anime. So I sat around for awhile because I am not phased by this kind of thing. It got kind of boring actually so I punched him in the shoulder like the totally straight guy that I am and demanded that he go to the dance with me to hit on random girls. So we did. My job as wingman was quickly disintegrated because I met up with the girl that makes her own armor. She was gorgeous. So I danced with her for a few hours only to realize she wasn’t that into me. Plus she wanted to dance until 5 pm. I left starving. I went on an adventure to find food at 1 in the morning. After running around for a while to realize that everything was closed, I remembered that there was a box of  breakfast bars in my car. I grabbed those then got myself an energy drink out of a vending machine. While I was wandering around I went back into the card room from the night before. There she was again, the quiet girl, playing munchkin. I asked her if she would meet me in the 4chan panel.

4chan is when things got a little crazy for a moment. I walk in and the guy at the head of the room with a mic says to me, “Holy shit, you’re staff!” to which I reply “Yeah, what do you care?” he says to me. ” Are you cool?  You aren’t gonna report us or anything right?”
I say, “Why would I do that?”
“Great!” he says, ” Now come up on the stage.” I do what he says. “What do you have in your hand?”
“A box of Nutri-grain Bars and a Full Throttle.” I say.
“Awesome! Do you know what 4chan is?”
I say “No…”
“Hmm…Ok get off the stage and take off your shoe.” I do.
Then another guy walks over and takes his shoe off. We were ordered to trade shoes then throw them across the room to see who could throw the furthest. I lost because I had to throw a fucking huge boot across the room. The host thanked us then had a girl flash her tits at us for participating.
I sat down while other shit went on. They start talking about Cosplay porn. Then the quiet girl shows up and asks what was going on. I say to her ” Just wait…”
They start showing this horribly made porn staring some girl that everyone knows. Lucky for me the quiet girl that I had invited wasn’t phased at all. So we got bored of all of these things and headed down to a classic anime theater where  they were showing some really old Gundam movie. Thankfully it was really boring so I could pass out for an hour or two because at this time it was about 4 in the morning. I woke up and decided that I needed to get home. The girl I was with at the time wanted me to come get lunch with her and her mom the next day. I agreed.

Day 3:

At this point my brain might as well had been made of Welch’s Grape Jelly due to lack of sleep and frankly all reality. Knowing this my roommates had stayed overnight and had not slept in about 24 hours by the time I had arrived. I went up to the gaming room for a while until I got a call from that quiet girl. She wanted to go get lunch. So I met her at this restaurant and ate lunch with her and her mother. Apparently it was supposed to be a free lunch for her brother but he didn’t show up. So the free meal was gifted over to me. We hung out for a while until I had to break down the gaming room. I told her that I wanted to see her again. Later this week we went on a date, this is the other girl that I am interested in that I had mentioned earlier in the blog. By the time the whole thing was over I sat in the broken down gaming room while I messed around with a label maker. Overall it was really run and I can’t imagine what next year will be like.

Challenge 6: Re-Write a famous speech from history. JFK’s inaugural address

Fellow citizens, I’m your new fucking president. Here we are in the 1960’s. Modern technology is improving at a staggering rate. Fortunately, it is being progressed by the greatest free country in the world. I mean shit. We won the second World War right. Those guys would have been fucked without us.  We didn’t do it because it was some simple shit, we did it because it was hard as hell. Now I say we work harder like the awesome bitches that we are. We could really fuck with those soviet cunts if we landed on the moon and claimed it for america before there bitch asses could. Hold on, I gotta sip on some of this fine scotch that I got last night. >Sip<

Ahh, now that the shit right there. Anyway, yeah so you guys, America, should let every other county know that we’ll be the ones to help out when any other awesome country starts to suck. And we’ll be the ones to kick the shit outta any other assholes that want to shit all over liberty or any other type of freedom we decide is sweet enough to print on money. So to get this shit started we should arm ourselves to the teeth so we never have to fuck with anyone. All them bitches will be to scared to front us or show faces of discontent because we know we will just bomb the shit outta their asses. Trust me, it will totally work.
Anyway, go to school you shits. I went to fucking Harvard and now I’m fucking president! How about that shit right there. Yeah…So shit, thanks for not voting for that Nixon asshole. Peace.

Good thing I have a music player while I’m at work. I try so hard not to fall asleep some times it’ s unbelievable. Days like this I want to go to Antarctica for 5 months. We’ll see.

Challenge 5

Please take the time to carefully look over the resume that I have attached. I look forward to your response and anticipate the best. Thank you for your consideration. Please take the time to carefully look over the resume that I have attached. I look forward to your response and anticipate the best. Thank you for your consideration.

Sincerely.
Patrick Moening

Note: So i did have a cover letter all written out. Then I was stupid and deleted it by accident. Oh well. I’ll try again another time. Right now I am really pissed. What you see is the closing paragraph. FUCK

Another monumental disappointment today as I asked my bosses if I could possibly move to a similar department linked to the one I have been working with for the last 3 and a half years for some new insight and personal experience. They said that it is unlikely that this would be a possibility. However, they have made strong denials to me just before I had my wishes delivered to me on a silver platter. I would be surprised If I got my way with them.
Then it occurred to me that it was Wednesday. The meeting day. It was decided that I am very apathetic and, in the same vein, will not quit anything I start unless prevented through uncontrollable circumstance or a total loss of interest.

Challenge 4:
Dear Larry,

I am profoundly proud to announce to you that I will no longer be the lead meat cutter for your grocery store. Over the last ten years it has been a very rewarding experience cutting the finest steaks around. I enjoy the company of my co-workers, We had some very good moments. Remember when we left that T-Bone in the tank of the mens bathroom toilet. It sat in there for 2 weeks before the smell was pin pointed. I never told a soul who egged me on to do it. Regardless of all of the good times I’ve had here I must move on to new horizons.
Also, I’m sure you are wondering why the sudden resignation. Well sir, I have finally contemplated the amount of dead animal flesh that I have butchered with great skill during my carrier. The amount of animal life that has passed me by is unthinkable. So many lost innocent souls killed in the name of consumption. In the light of this realization I have decided to become a vegetarian.  My personal creed no longer will allow me to make a living on such an industry.  There is nothing you can do to convince me otherwise. From this point on I will not take any part in handling a once living carcase.
I will be taking a job at the local newspaper. My assignment will be the weekly Natural Living column that runs every Tuesday. In it I will be giving people advice on how to eat healthy as well as suggesting alternative  meatless recipes for many peoples favorite dishes.
Please understand that I came to this decition on my own. Do not assume that I was influenced by any outside sources. I will miss everyone back in the ol’ blood box. Take care of yourself.

Sincerely,
Chuck

    Some days, I don’t want to write at all. Some days I don’t. I just pretend that I am writing about that day even though it isn’t. Pretending like its yesterday.
Sometimes I want to do odd things with people. Things that I wish they would be able to have fun with because it is so out of character for them. I have this dilution where I dress up like Batman and that girl I met dresses up like Robin. Then from there we go to a mall or somewhere else public to pretend that we are after someone. If we had more people we could stage the Joker kidnapping someone then chase after them. Or maybe just try to get into a night club. Act like everything is normal. Don’t mention the costume. So awkward.

Challenge 3: Find two experts in a field and start an argument between them.

I didn’t do this. It seems like more of a prank than something to write about. I suppose I could make up two characters and make them argue but it is past my bed time.

Today is the Tenth anniversary of me losing my virginity. I don’t know why I remember this date but I wish our society would allow people to celebrate this kind of thing. I suppose it goes with the whole “You shouldn’t fuck until you are married” mentality. I don’t have these kind of values so I just want to congratulate myself on not catching any STD’s. Hooray! I really wish it was like a birthday. I would get presents from people or I would just remember all of the good times I had with everyone I’ve slept with. Create a montage? If only there was a way to not sound awkward mentioning the significance of today.

Challenge 2
Patrick Moening writes for the Magic City Morning Star in Maine. They are absolutely not funny at all. I don’t know anything else about this guy. If anyone can find the punchline in his jokes please let me know. This makes me sick that dickholes like this man have jobs drawing once a week while talented artists are broke and jobless. Fuck you, Patrick Moening, fuck you!

All I did today was sit around and play Uncharted. I am really sick of writing these stupid posts about what I do all day. My life doesn’t produce enough interesting things to write. To remedy this situation I have issued a challenge to myself. It will occur over the next few months or so. My goal is the following: to write daily about the fifty Challenges stated below in order.
Challenges
1. Write about a day in your life.
2. Google your name, find somebody that isn’t you, and write about them.
3. Find two experts in a field and start an argument between them.
4. Write a letter of resignation for a job you don’t have.
5. Write a resume cover letter for a job you have no chance of getting.
6. Re-write a great speech from history like the Gettysburg Address.
7. Write a letter to yourself in the future.
8. Write a letter to yourself in the past.
9. Write a letter to a son or daughter you don’t have.
10. Write a letter to an extra terrestrial.
11. Write a review of a book that hasn’t been written.
12. Write a review of a movie that hasn’t been made.
13. Write a review of a product that hasn’t been developed.
14. Write a travel review of a place you haven’t visited.
15. Write yourself a spam e-mail.
16. Write yourself a sales letter for a product you’d never buy.
17. Write a lawyers closing arguments.
18. Write a judges dissent.
19. Write a new book or chapter for your favorite religious text.
20. Write a political campaign victory speech
21. Write a political campaign consolation speech.
22. Write a speech abdicating an office.
23. Write a script for a motivational video.
24. Write a script for a commercial.
25. Write a script for an infomercial.
26. Write a jingle for your blog.
27. Write a poem without making it rhyme.
28. Write a monologue for a late night talk show.
29. Write an award acceptance speech.
30. Write a toast for a wedding you crashed.
31. Roast a celebrity or expert in your niche.
32. Write a story on the opening of a time capsule.
33. Write a post in a language you don’t speak.
34. Write a letter to a stranger in a foreign land.
35. Open the yellow pages, point to an ad and review the company.
36. Write a commentary on something from CSPAN.
37. Write a review on an obscure piece of software you use only at work.
38. Write a script for a news cast.
39. Write a synopsis of a sporting event.
40. Heckle a fashion show or beauty contest.
41. Write an award citation.
42. Write your own performance appraisal.
43. Write your bosses performance appraisal.
44. Write a greeting card.
45. Write a service level agreement for your readers.
46. Write a statement of work for a blog.
47. Write a business plan for your site.
48. Write a script for a porno movie.
49. Write a script for a video game.
50. Write your own eulogy.

Honestly, I think I’ve got the first one down. Tomorrow I will reveal my real name for the first time.