in over my head
So what have I done now? I'll tell you.
My friend Mary joined in on a meme give away that she located over at Darlene's site. Being in touch with the adventurous side of my being of late (ha), I had the audacity to join the throng by being one of the first five to comment on Mary's post. Not only do I get some cool creation in the process, but I am burdened with the responsibility of offering my own wares to the first five commenters to this post.
Houston, we have a problem.
You see, I am NOT artistic. I must admit that my stick figures come really close to resembling figures made out of sticks, my photography skills have not improved since I was about 12, my painting skills are similar to those of Jackson Pollock without the talent - my splatters being more the result of tripping while carrying a paint can, and any other artistic skills being sporadic and uneven at best.
So, should you be generous enough to be one of the first five people who comment to this post, I can give you a few choices.
1. You could send me some guidelines (like preferred topic, or certain words to use), and I would craft you a homegrown mediocre poem which I could either email to you or actually pen (in my lopsided script) and send to you via snail mail.
2. I could twist together some bread ties into a convincing replica of a twisted bunch of bread ties.
3. I could attempt a photograph in which you would likely get a clear view of my finger or hair partially obscuring the lens.
4. I could get my eldest to make you something cool out of duct tape or gum wrappers.
And the only thing you have to do in order to receive this mighty gift is pay it forward. Yes indeed, you must add your link to the meme chain and offer five commenters to YOUR blog (or in your life, for those of you who are not bloggers) the gift of art, if only they pass it on.
See that, I just very expertly pushed the burden onto you. Ain't I sweet?
My friend Mary joined in on a meme give away that she located over at Darlene's site. Being in touch with the adventurous side of my being of late (ha), I had the audacity to join the throng by being one of the first five to comment on Mary's post. Not only do I get some cool creation in the process, but I am burdened with the responsibility of offering my own wares to the first five commenters to this post.
Houston, we have a problem.
You see, I am NOT artistic. I must admit that my stick figures come really close to resembling figures made out of sticks, my photography skills have not improved since I was about 12, my painting skills are similar to those of Jackson Pollock without the talent - my splatters being more the result of tripping while carrying a paint can, and any other artistic skills being sporadic and uneven at best.
So, should you be generous enough to be one of the first five people who comment to this post, I can give you a few choices.
1. You could send me some guidelines (like preferred topic, or certain words to use), and I would craft you a homegrown mediocre poem which I could either email to you or actually pen (in my lopsided script) and send to you via snail mail.
2. I could twist together some bread ties into a convincing replica of a twisted bunch of bread ties.
3. I could attempt a photograph in which you would likely get a clear view of my finger or hair partially obscuring the lens.
4. I could get my eldest to make you something cool out of duct tape or gum wrappers.
And the only thing you have to do in order to receive this mighty gift is pay it forward. Yes indeed, you must add your link to the meme chain and offer five commenters to YOUR blog (or in your life, for those of you who are not bloggers) the gift of art, if only they pass it on.
See that, I just very expertly pushed the burden onto you. Ain't I sweet?
Labels: memes
2 Comments:
Hey... if you want to let me be a participant, I'd love a little art from you. Maybe a poem on twin daughters of different mothers?
Oh, and I pretty much know what I am sending you but with my daughter's play and school not ending until the 22nd, I won't get it to you until after Christmas.
By Unknown, at 5:47 PM
true to form, I feel like a deer in headlights. LOL. You have my email address, right? Just send me your address. Of course, mine will probably be after Christmas as well.
By atypical, at 1:50 AM
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