Woo Hoo! I got tagged. Open your sixth photo folder, publish the sixth photo, explain it, tag 6 friends.
Today I'm throbbin' on tags! Being tagged didn't happen to me until quiet a ways into my blogging career. Never had a stalker, never had a robber, never been tagged, what is wrong with me???? Errr, Uh hmm... Now whenever I get tagged I'm thrilled, I do a little blog-fodder jig, why?
Because people, I'm just not that creative, which is why I have goofy topics for all the days of the week, I need a subject. Tags are the perfect little break for my sad little muse, she gets to take a day off while I mindlessly answer the question, 'what do I love about the letter A' or 'why the heck is my teenager climbing radio towers?'
So why is he climbing on a radio tower? "Uhhh... it was there Mom, duh."
My question is, "Why does there have to be photographic evidence of heart stopping stuff I'm not supposed to know they did until I'm 80?"