A Picture Meme

A tag for all reasons.

My protégée Alethegoodsoul (I really like this girl) over at Observe and Analyze has tagged my ass.

If you don’t like memes, as many, many of you “pretend” not to…and it’s just because you’re afraid no one will tag you- yes it is! I know it is! It’s like getting picked last for the softball team... standing there, really praying that someone, anyone, will think you look like you might be able to catch a ball. So don’t give me that “I’m waaay too uber cool to do a meme”, just listen for a second, if you please.

I love memes. Tag me any frickin time, ok? There is something about a meme that will stop me in my internet tracks and make me read. It’s a glimpse of the person…ok, so maybe it’s not always the person in truth, but it’s a glimpse of the person that they want you to see. It’s – excuse my overly romantic dribble- a bit of dreaming, a flash of heart. I will read any meme, any time. In fact, I have bookmarked a certain spot where memes is the whole pagedy goodness. I will randomly trot through blogland, looking for memes and often decide to bookmark and return to that person’s site based on the memes alone.

So, I like them. It’s ok to admit if you like them, too. (I promise I will never tell) I bet other people even like them. I also bet other people don’t like them because… it’s all about someone other than me- but that’s a matter of self-centerdness that should be kept completely to yourself, you arrogant twit. Heeeeheee. Aw come on, I’m jokin.

Here’s the deal, wagon wheel…. If I tag you, and you’re one of the Too-cool-to-meme, forgive me. Ignore me. Rant at me. But if you secretly want to do the meme, send it to my email and your secrets will be safe with me. The reason I’m tagging you is because I’m interested in YOU, dingaling. I want to know you. And isn’t that even a little flattering?

(NO, Kaat, it’s not. Butt the frick out of my business). Well, you're a grouch then. And I tag you anyway.

This meme, however, is a bit of unusual, and I like it a lot.

"8 Things I find amazing, in picture form". Even the meme haters must admit that's different, isn't it?

Now I have to go browse my hard drive for amazing things.

In the meantime, I tag (let’s just do ten, for the fun of it)….

Mighty Michele, she I dub Ms. Mysterious

Uncle Nutzy, now that he’s finally blogging again

Konagod, he always gives good pics

Jessie, Sweet as Shugah

Serena, who has sworn to never do a tag again…BUT LOOK AT HER BLOG, shouldn’t she be the one I ask about Amazing things in PICTURE FORM? I ask, isn’t she????

Patrick, because he asked me not to and I’m contrary like that. You don’t have to do it, but I can tag you whenever I want. NAH-NAH!

My Brother, because I bet he has a shit load of awesome pictures/graphics. That’s just how he is.

Cat, who is one of my newly added bloggers

Sarah X Dylan, because I bet there’s really interesting pictures on her hard drive and I bet what she finds “amazing” would make me laugh…though I doubt she checks all the billions of her emails she must get.

Last but NEVER least, My Much Adored Jay, though she might hate me for it and never even acknowledge such a stoopid tag.

If you’re breathing a sigh of relief because I didn’t tag you this time… well, the operative words to note are “This time”. I’ll get you, my pretty. And your little Toto, too.

Eight Things I Find Amazing...in Picture Form


#1. Tiny living creatures... especially this one...


#2. The California Redwoods...


#3. Making my friends laugh...


#4. Determination....


#5. My husband's arms....


#6. Playing in the ocean....


#7. Having the chance to stop and smell the roses.....


#8. My sons....






P.S. And to take the place of the lame-os who "Hate" tags, I tag Most Bodacious Bitty!