Not this one. Nuh-uh. This one is a light-hearted anti-blogfest blogfest in honor of our favorite pretend curmudgeon. Gary isn't exactly a fan of blogfests, mind you, but that never stops him from promoting them, or from poking fun at them in his own inimitable way. In fact, this cheerful curmudgeon bends over backwards to promote and support other bloggers, in general. In other words, he's a real mensch.
So thanks to the Aloha kid Mark and his able cohorts Alex, Tina, Robyn, and Morgan, today's anti-blogfest blogfest is a shout-out and salute of appreciation for the lovable Gary. (Who only gets as grumpy as Mr. Pip on very rare occasions.) Here's to you, Gary!
So, what's the deal? To make up three PG-13 blogfests. You know, ridiculous stuff. Ones you'd never want to join in a million years. Fun stuff. Creative and imaginative, and a teensy bit outrageous.
Got it? Here's my three suggestions, along with a brief description of each:
The Forgettable Blogfest
Here's your opportunity to expound on the most forgettable person you've ever met, book you've ever read, and movie you've ever seen. The sky's the limit! The most forgettable... whatever!
Nope, this one's definitely not for me. At my age, I have enough trouble remembering the most memorable things; don't even expect me to remember the stuff I want to forget.
The Most Disgusting Thing I Ever Ate Blogfest
Test your ability to gross out your fellow bloggers. Did you ever chew on something while it was still moving? Eat unmentionable body parts? Nibble on something people could smell from three blocks away? Here's your chance to brag and complain about it.
I believe I'll have to sit this one out, too. I may have eaten something that would qualify for this fest, but if so, it's something I undoubtedly wanted to forget. And have. (My ability to forget knows no bounds.)
Go ahead. Tell us in great detail about that scintillating peanut butter sandwich you ate for lunch. Or about that hole in the toe of your favorite pair of socks— and how many stitches it took to close it. Again, the sky's the limit here, people. Nothing is too mundane or picayune to share. The blogging world eagerly awaits your riveting revelations about how many tries it took you to tie your shoe today, or how many times you smacked the snooze button before you finally rolled your lazy butt out of bed this morning.
Hmmm, I might have to pass on this one, too, even though my peanut butter sandwiches are quite delightful. (According to the sign in our kitchen, they're even famous. So what if I painted the darn sign myself... immaterial!) But the thing is, my life isn't boring; it's just one adventure after the other. (It's all in the attitude, ya know. With the proper attitude, even a peanut butter sandwich can be a sticky stepping stone to adventure.)
There ya have it. Ready to sign up for any of my riveting blogfests? No? Got a better idea? Go ahead. Sock it to me. Make Gary smile. And congratulations to you, Gary, for having a whole blogfest dedicated to you. I hope you're enjoying it. What? Not participating...? Oh. Crap.
Until next time, take care of yourselves. And each other.