Super phun thyme, please don't go away...
Pictures of you, pictures of me...

And it's back to reality...

I'm not really the sort of person to grant myself too much regard. Whether you buy into it or not and despite my outward behavior and occasional posts in which I say things that indicate I have a really big ego or that I think very highly of myself, it's truly just posturing. Inside, I'm pretty insecure and I kinda think of myself as not much more than a speck in a cosmic dust storm. A nothing. Sure, I'm there and I add to the overall cloud, but I'm no different nor any better than any other speck. More of a follower speck, really.

That's really how I think of myself. Kinda sad, right?

So, when I received this e-mail from a fellow blogger yesterday, I was a bit shocked. A little background first... she had left a comment on my blog a couple months ago after either randomly stumbling across me or perhaps she was delurking, I really don't know. But, like many of us when a new commenter appears, I checked out her site and left a comment as well.

What she didn't realize was that, as a result of her commenting, she was also added to my feed reader and I kept reading her blog. I didn't comment because I was just plain busy. However, yesterday, or maybe it was the day before, I did take a moment to comment on a post she wrote.

Then I received an e-mail.

I have to honestly say that I am floored you even still visit my blog!! What an honor!  We don't seem to have just a whole lot in common, and I thought maybe you commented to me because I did for you one time, and that was that!

Anyway...thanks for making my day!  lol

She was floored? I was floored that someone actually used the word "honor" in regard to me. That's not typically the case. I replied back that it really was no big deal and it was "just me." I sent the message and figured that was that.

Then I thought about it a bit more. Why not me? Why can't I give myself a little blog love? Why can't I start to think of myself amongst those who I consider to be the greats (yes, each of those words is a link to a different site - sorry you only got the letter "I," Karl). It could happen, couldn't it?

That's when I felt it... that tinge of pride... an inkling of greatness... awwww yeah!

self regard --> SELF REGARD

Of course, then my lunch break ended and it was back to reality...

self regard

Well, it was fun while it lasted.

Totally Unrelated Aside (TUA): I hate when I see trash along the side of the road when driving somewhere. I see it everywhere and it saddens me greatly. However, yesterday on my way to work, I can honestly say I saw some trash that I'd never seen before in my life.

While waiting to turn from a ramp off the highway, I looked on the side of the road and saw pages from a catalog. Or that's what I thought it was anyway. A woman posing in what looked like sheer lingerie.

Then I looked again. And I saw there was no sheer lingerie. She was decidedly naked. This was a page from a porn mag. And there were several other pages laying about from the same magazine.

There is a first for everything.