Apparently, I did not perform enough penance during my last bout with The Crud, and It has penetrated once again my Fortress of Solitude. This round has been a milder version, so there’s that, but it’s still annoying as hell and I’m just not feeling it when it comes to a fresh post. Here’s one from the archives…
Flash Backward #9 – Meme, Myself and I
Okay, this post doesn’t really concern memes in the traditional sense, drifting more toward “my overuse of a specific template on a social media site”, but I was trying to be at least minimally creative with that title. Besides, “Template, Myself and I” just doesn’t do anything for me, especially at 2AM on a random Friday morning. In any case, here’s the deal:
Back in the day, during one of my perpetual attempts to gain traction and/or relevance in the social media world, I became infatuated with the “someecards.com” site. This locale is just another random stop on the Internet Validation Circuit, but it appealed to me with the easy way in which it let you choose from a variety of formatted image placards, manipulate the dead space in such images to include your questionable words of wisdom, and then release the hybrid into the ether. The scenario satisfied me at the time, and we had a beautiful relationship for roughly 2.7 days until I realized that the target audience was just not into me.
Still, I initially liked the challenge of being forced to severely edit my ruminations so they would fit into the tight confines of the limited word-space available in the templates. (I should have known that I would eventually become dissatisfied, since the “word-limit” mess was already something that soured my budding romance with Twitter.) But I did my best, and the following are some of the snaps I created in my relentless need to justify my existence. (Notice how I kept choosing the same exact template. Apparently I just wasn’t in a branching-out mood at the time. You’ll also notice that I was apparently fed up with a few things in 2012. Big surprise, right?)
Enjoy…
Cheers.
Originally published individually on someecards.com in 2012, then packaged for a “Bonnywood Manor” post on 04/01/2016. No changes made other than a modest intro to the existing into. And now I’m going back to bed…
Categories: Humor
So hilarious!
(I do hope you’re feeling better soon. )
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Thanks, Barb!
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Rest up Brian- we had a lurgy here called the 100-day flu, and people would get better briefly, then go back to bed- seemed to take a while to get over it- I hope it’s not a Yank version of that? Take care (& you’re still very funny, don’t worry) G
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Ugh. The thought of this lasting 100 days sends me to a very dark place. Hopefully I’ve got the minimized and expedited 5-day version…
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May the Crud be gone.
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Banished to another galaxy…
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Since I didn’t actually know what a ‘meme’ is until very recently, I can enjoy your title without niggling pedantry. What I don’t enjoy is that you are laid up again. These pesky winter viruses can be extremely persistent – rather like many of the examples of humanity that need expunging that you so brilliantly highlight in this gallery of pithy delights. Allez mieux mon amie 💐
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On the flip side, lying flat on my back and moaning gives me plenty of time to think of new blog ideas. Of course, I probably won’t remember a thing once my head clears, but one can hope…
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Get well soon.
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Thanks, Maddy!
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After I get off the floor, I’ll tell you get well soon!!
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Take your time down there. Sometimes I get a whole new perspective on things rolling around on the floor… 😉
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You’ve got a point!
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So sorry you are ill again, I’ve noticed this recurrence amongst the people around me and my mum can’t seem to shake it completely, either, though thank goodness she doesn’t have the cough. The weather is looking very enticing through the window, sun and blue skies, the wind has dropped, but poke your nose out the door and it will be swiftly nipped off by Mr Jack Frost! It’s freeeeeezing 🌬 Get better soon 🍇🥝🍎🍋🍵
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I was really hoping that the last round would be considered “the big one” for the season and I could call it done, but The Fates apparently had other plans. Still and all, I generally have my health for the most part, so I really shouldn’t be complaining, even though I’m very good at it… 😉
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The memes are great
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And so are your own musings. I really enjoy going through them…
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Thank you for reading them!
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LOL This was great
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Thank you! I may not be skilled at many things, but the snark comes naturally… 😉
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It may encourage you to know that the ‘crud’ or viruses inconvenientus (Latin never was my strongest suite) is trying valiantly to infiltrate my fortress of solitude. I woke up to a winter blizzard (o joy) and shortly began hacking and sneezing and now I’m feeling less and less ‘me’. So you aren’t alone, if that’s of comfort. I too have a codependent relationship with ‘some e cards’, but my favored template is the one of the prostrated lady upon the bed, whose girl has escaped the confines of the frilly bed garment she is wearing and who causes me to draw a modest line where the arm hole SHOULD be…and you thought you had problems. That one or the prostrated woman in the chair, apparently weeping. I never was clever as you though, in that I didn’t write my own text for these, but you’ve now inspired me. Thanks for the belly laugh(s)…
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I really had an obsession with the e cards for a while, sharing them all over the place until a few kind folks threatened me with an intervention if I didn’t cease and desist. I am now much more chaste with the distribution, even though I still have tons of them shoved away in various file folders. You really should try doing some with your own bon mots. It’s an interesting challenge trying to cram a story into that tiny space… 😉
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You reminded me that I have an account at canva.com. For about 3 months last year I had a great time uploading images, add cool quotes or witty comments, posting them on Facebook, gosh it was fun. And then… I’m not sure what happened, actually. I’ll have to give it more thought.
Poor guy, hope you’re feeling better soon!
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Ohhh. Is that what one does with Canva? I was just reviewing my massive “ID and password” spreadsheet the other day (I’m anal that way) and I noticed that I had a Canva account and yet no bells were ringing. (More along the lines of “what in gay hell is THIS?”) Now you have me greatly intrigued, and I yearn to explore. But perhaps I should save the adventure for a less-congested day…
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I love your archives. I go read them a lot but I really love when you point me in their direction like this one.
And that smiley face thing? Geez, when I get more than one of them I’ll re read the entire conversation to check to see if I might have angered their passive aggressive self somewhere in it. Lol. Very true
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Yep, those smiley faces are often a sign of malfeasance. Of course, I’m guilty of overuse of the “winking” emoticon, so it’s not really my place to judge. Speaking of my archives, I just thought of one that you might enjoy, if you haven’t already stumbled across it: https://brianlageose.blog/2016/08/12/dream-a-little-steam-of-me/
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I should only say get well soon but instead I have to laugh first🤩
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I’ll just slurp on my chicken soup until you settle down and can get the words out… 😉
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So sorry to hear about your galloping crud. Mine turned into pneumonia and I am slowly getting better – I still have that wretched cough. You have your sense of humour though! 🙂 Feel well soon. 🙂
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Thanks, Lynette. Iit’s the cough that kills me, especially when there’s nothing left in your lungs to get out, but your throat is raw and ticklish and every little breath you take can trigger another round of unpleasantry… ugh…
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my Fortress of Solitude.
Ah so you are Superman…
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Shhh. Let’s just keep this on the down low, okay?… 😉
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Hope your Fortress up its defensive game – get well sooner.
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I certainly need to speak to the Defense Minister and find out how he allowed the virus to breach again…
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Probably dreaming about Plumbers !!!
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You have a very unique way of using ecards.😆 I hope you get well soon…for good this time.🙂
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Thank you! My fingers are crossed that we can be done with this mess for a while…
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Hmmm… making your own e card funnies? I’d never heard of that, but it sounds fun. I like yours – so funny, and true! Hope you’re feeling some better today! 🙂
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It IS fun. And I’m feeling much better. Thanks!
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Wonderful! 🙂
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Uh oh. I seem to be one of those chronic, compulsive radio station changers… But of all things, I’d be shocked if THAT is the reason I find myself in Hell. 😆
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It’s okay if you’re a button pusher. We all have our little secrets… 😉
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