I've become a blog carnie.
Oh yes, I realize it now.
"It's about time..."
I'm not sure why no one pointed this out to me before,
or why people let me figure this out on my own,
but I am a blog carnie.
I'm on the way to all the rides.
The decorating blogs, scrapping blogs, photography blogs, genealogy blogs, hair blogs, church blogs, family blogs, humor blogs, food blogs, money saving blogs, writers blogs, everyone's got a show.
I'm one of those blogs that tries to get you to come over and win a rock hard stuffed animal.
Just what you need, right?
I know.
Some give me a sideways glance while walking towards their destination, some give me a nice smile and a, "I've got to go over here...", and some actually play even though they know they're probably not going to get anything here.
"I'm not going to get anything?"
Nope, probably not, sorry.
I'm out buying elephant ears, and corn dogs most of the time.
Maybe talking to some other carnies, or taking a nap underneath a wall of half inflated balloons, among the darts on the floor.
Don't cry for me Blorgentina.
No, this is the life I've chosen.
I'm a loner Dottie.
A rebel.
I'll probably die here.
Greasy hair, no teeth, leathery skin, calling out to you...
"Hey, over here beautiful!"
I'm sorry if I frighten you,
but even carnies need a little money now and then.
4 comments:
Thank you for reminding me; when's Heroes on again?
Pee Wee's Big Adventure is a movie that I have memorized too! Funny....
uuuhhhh no thanks I don't like cats. but if you have a deep fried oreo, then now you're talking!
No green cat for me--I just visit because you're my kind of people.
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