“Dude, I am going to go full-on beast mode on this burrito!”
“Heading to the gym, babe. Gonna beast-mode it up.”
“Did you see what that guy was wearing?! He was totally rocking that polyester suit beast-mode style.”
Beast mode (adj.): A mode of awesomeness; A pure blank state of mind, in which you become greater (more beastly) than anything else that stands before you. Derived from the original beast: Prince Fielder (when he played for the Milwaukee Brewers).
Okay. Maybe he wasn’t the original beast, but he was definitely my favorite. Let us take a moment to remember and respect how amazing this was. The Brewers may be down one of their beasts, but we definitely have a host of others who are about to do a repeat on 2011’s National Championship run. But this time we’re going all the way. World Series, baby.
I have a dear, dear friend, let’s call him Joe, who insists on beast-moding his conversations as often/much as he can. In fact, I don’t there is ever a time when he doesn’t use the beastly phrase.
“I went all beast-mode vacuuming today.”
“Pumped my gas like a beast!”
“Decided to beast-mode it up on that Harry Potter book. 787 pages ain’t got nothing on me!”
See what I mean?
Now I’ve seen and heard other people use this phrase. Heck, even I have been known to beast-mode it up from time to time, but my good friend Joe does it all. of. the.time.
It’s almost like it’s his signature thing, his trademark if you will.
This got me thinking (like a beast)…
Do I have a signature thing? A trademark?
And if so, what is it?
Tina Fey has her glasses.
Jerry Seinfeld is known to have quite the Superman collection. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.)
Lindsay Lohan has an affinity for mug shots.
Garfield has his lasagna.
I’m not quite sure what my trademark would be.
I do have the tendancy to reveal my Midwestern upbringing, sprouting out phrases like, “Oh yah knooowww” and “Furrr shurrrre.” The more I surround myself with my Minnesota/Wisconsin people, the more it comes out.
And strong, doooon’t yah knowww?!
Strong as, say, a beast?
I also am known to knock back a pint….of ice cream.
But I’ve got to say, I think that if I could trademark myself in anyway, it would definitely have something to do with books. I’m never without one, am reading at least two at three at once, and have an apartment that is currently imploding on itself for shear lack of space due to said books. Not to mention the fact that everyone over at Tattered Cover knows me by name (think Norm from Cheers, but instead of chugging back beers, it’s books).
Some would venture to say that I am even a bit of a book hoarder, but I would just like to think of myself as an avid booklover, bookworm, book collector, book…well, yes, maybe a bit of a hoarder.
But that’s okay.
After all, it’s my trademark 😉
So tell me, friends. What is your signature? Your trademark?