Stumble It!
I have been tagged by the Dad of Divas! He’s a total Midwestern dude (Represent! Oh wait, I’m a Pacific Northwesterner now…) who runs a great blog with lots of cute pics of his darling girls, so check him out. Except for you greepy googlers out there. Stay away. And get this: this dude has the moxie to actually take on one of those massive trade-up projects, where you offer something as a trade—like a Vintage Kodak Ektralite camera—and hope to continue on until you get something huge—like a mini van. I know. My head hurts thinking about it. I traded my latte the other day and ended up with an unsharpened pencil, so godspeed, Dad of Divas!
I have to admit, these bloggy tag games are kind of fun. This one is pretty simple. Here are the rules….
1) Take a picture of yourself right NOW!
2) DON’T change your clothes, DON’T fix your hair… Just take a picture.
3) Post that picture with NO editing.
4) Post these instruction with your picture.
5) Tag 10 people to do this.
Here I am looking casual and happy. What's he thinking...
There’s no way I am tagging 10 people. So here is what you get:
Robot Momma (Please come out of hiding! show us your pregnant belly!)
Erin at Wicked Stepblog (Oooh, she’s so wicked!)
Dan at all that comes with it (Shit, he’s funny. And he’s a Brit!)
Brittany at Barefoot Foodie (More pregnant chicks!)
Jessica at This Dangerous Life (What’s with all the pregnant chicks?!)
Surfer Jay (Three words: Best. Christmas. Card. Ever.)
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Is it totally creepy that I’ve commented like twice this entire time I’ve been reading your blog so that means I’ve been blurking but now I’m commenting because I think you’re ohmyjeebusfackingkraiken so hot?
Or is it creepier when I tell you that I’m gay?
LOL! Lovin your blog!
Wow, you look a bit like me. Apart from you’re slimmer. and have more hair. And my face looks different than yours.
OK, so what I’m basically saying is that you have glasses and a beard like me.
I’ve just taken my photo and will post about it this evening should I have time.
@Burn–Having a gay dude tell me I’m hot doesn’t creep me out. But the shirtless avatar… Now that’s another story.
Thanks for reading!
@Dan–Separated at birth! In fact, if Burn thinks I’m hot, I couldn’t possibly compete with English wit! Lookout!
You don’t look Raging there, where did that come from btw? I understand the raging bull reference, but you just don’t look Raging to me.
btw – your wife needs to start a photo blog. What camera does she use?
This whole time I was expecting some scruffy, broccoli eared, tough guy, behind the blog. But it turns out your some pretty boy I would take home to mom, with a smile. You are tarnishing your raging persona. But, ehhhh it works. Now we know where your daughter got her good looks. Think my brother has those glasses.
I cheated a little, as I tend to do, but I posted a shot of my mug. Thanks for the tag!
Damn, I guess I know how to pick up the dudes! I guess my photo in the bathroom in jammies broke down my mysterious, raging persona. Believe me, when I get my Rage on I am not as charming looking… I’ll try to catch myself in one of my ugly moments!
OMG if I did that right now I’d be wearing a chocolate mud facemask, hair in ponytail, frog flannel pajamas. YIKES!