I Bet You Won't Read This Post About Social Betting
Have you ever sat awake at night, pontificating about how your life has changed, and you're not sure you made the right choices conducive to your desired lifestyle? For every kid, house in the burbs, daycare bill and episode of Fresh Beat Band on your TV you lose a night out with friends, especially those ones who were there for the adventures that started in a bar, practical jokes at work, embarrassing moments in public and the time you caught your best friend rubbing his nipples while sound asleep.You wonder if that person, who you once were, is actually dead.
Facebook has helped out, but for every picture of smoked brisket and cheap beer you upload there are twenty of family related activities, which means you have to draw a line of maturity somewhere. Now, the favorite pastime known as betting your friends to do stupid things and/or over stupid things is contained on one ingenious service called WhoBet.
I used to work with three of their founders, but they asked me to look at WhoBet in June and well I'm slow on the take so on top of their Christmas card list I am not. Oh and for any of you digital music historians, two of their founders were instrumental in bringing Ogg Vorbis to the masses. As Ali G would say...Respect.
I finally took a look and to be perfectly honest I'm addicted. WhoBet is going to control my life for an extended period of time, while I publicly place bets like "Can my dog crush a (dead) cow's femur?" and "Will my wife have to resort to, ahem, favors to get me to take a sip of Skinny Girl Margarita?". These are the real challenges we face as Americans.I'm so convinced of it's power I'm petitioning my state senators to enact a bill that will mandate all new laws be decided via WhoBet.
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