the humble humblebrag
August 16, 2011
My new favorite website is Grantland.com. It’s where my favorite sports writer, Bill Simmons, gets to do all the stuff he couldn’t do on ESPN.com, and he’s collected a team of inglorious basterds to write hip, funny stuff about sports and pop culture.
Today on Grantland I came across Harris Wittels and his Humblebrag column for the first time, and now I’ve decided to stop blogging.
Okay, that’s not true, I only fleetingly thought about stopping blogging, but now I feel funny about blogging (well, MORE funny). Since almost all blogging is really just a form of humblebragging.
For example, we had the whole extended family on Kim’s side up at Bear Lake couple weeks ago, and Shelle took some pictures of me hopping up onto a log on my bike. So, I was going to post a couple here and say something like, “hey, I’m no Danny Macaskill, but I DID manage to not fall off this log.”
But now I can’t, because now that I’ve been introduced to the humblebrag, I realize that I’m a chronic humblebragger.
Case in point, my video of me descending American Fork Canyon couple weeks ago. You know, “I’m fat, I’m slow, I can’t win the race to the top . . . but . . . here, watch me go downhill fast and solo to the guard shack.” (Not that I can even win THAT every time (damn, there I go again, implying that I can win that SOME times.))
We all do it, right? I mean, pretty much every time we post. Hey, my kids are demons, but aren’t we a cute family? Or, I’m a crappy skier compared to these guys, but check me out skiing this rad chute. That kind of thing. Okay, those were just examples of ME humblebragging. But I bet you can find some others. You wouldn’t have to look far. Like, maybe just peruse the link list over to the right. Apparently me and all my friends are pro humblebraggers.
For example, I’m going to post Shelle’s pictures anyway. Can’t help it.
See? I mean, it’s just a foot and half tall log. But I RAILED it!