I got a call from Nathan and a text from Alan telling me to swing by Alan’s house for some excitement*

That’s not exactly how it happened, but its more or less the jest of it.  What was going on was they wanted to start a testosterone based club where guys can duke it out for sport.  I went down there and met up a bunch of friends.  It turned out to be a pretty big thing.  There were two fights that night, Nathan vs. Alan and Zach vs. Robert.  The latter was a really good fight.  

Note: don’t try this at home.  ProjectNemeth does not condone violence. 

There, now that I’ve got my disclaimer out there let me tell you what I was thinking.  At first a large part of my brain [we'll call it the rational part of my brain] said, “Why would you willingly trade hits with another guy?  Nothing good can come of it.”  So I didn’t.  I told Nathan and Alan [and anyone else that asked] that I am a lover and not a fighter.  Although, I will admit that after seeing Zach and Robert go at it the smaller part of my brain [we'll call it the masculine part of my brain] [note that the two parts are separate and opposite] was saying, “I’ve got to prove myself.  Who can I fight?”.  I successfully ignored that part of my brain and kept my face looking ‘fresh as produce’.

Not sure when it will happen again, but I’m hoping I won’t partake [or at least part of me does].

Andrew Nemeth