Pardon Meme - Or I was going to put a list of 25 interesting things about my life together but I kept falling asleep while I was compiling the list.

First things first. To everyone I have tagged in a meme, or a note or whatever, please accept my heartfelt apology.

Next, to all who have tagged me, thanks for thinking of me. No really, thanks. I mean it.

But here comes the next next. I am done, both tagging or responding to tags. Sorry, I do not want to play anymore. I have watched these roil through the blogosphere and Facebook pages like the Attack of the Killer Tomatoes. In my mind at least, it has been that bad. (Actually, this movie reference was just to get one of those odd bits of memory flotsam jutting out of my mind and onto a page in the hope I am freed from the torment of remembering anymore. The post could have done fine without it)

I have ignored several "tags" the past few days, I apologize, I still love you all. But like I said, I am done.

I just felt that the situation called for a futile and stupid gesture be done on someone's behalf, and I was just the guy to do it. (How about that, a second movie reference). And I learned something else. In Blogger you cannot make your title longer than the one I picked. Well maybe a space or two more but that is it. I know, I tried.

It seems that many are enjoying doing this, and I say more power to you. It is just not for me. And I feel others feel the same way.

Now give me 3 reasons why I am right or wrong.

Tagged

I was tagged by Sarah over at God's Not Finished With Us Yet on this one.

Here are the rules:

1. Link to the person that tagged you, and post the rules on your blog.

2. Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself.

3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.

4. Let each person know that they've been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

Here are the facts about me:

1. I once ate reindeer in the Royal Opera House in Stockholm.

2. My favorite meal to cook is fettucine alfredo.

3.I play any sport right handed, but write and eat with my left hand. But I am not ambidextrous.

4. My favorite meal to eat is my bride's baked ziti. She got the recipe from my mom and does it as well if not better. Sorry Mom, but the two shall become one flesh.

5. I was once escorted on a flight out of Sweden by a rifle toting member of the Swedish Army. And no, it was not the result of item #1, although they are related.

6. I enjoy trying to be obedient to Christ, but I am not crazy about the idea of doing it for anyone else. Always had a problem with authority figures until He came along into my life.

7. I was on an airplane when the events of 9/11 were happening and had left from the same airport as one of the planes within 30 minutes of it. The thought still chills me from time to time.

Here is who I am tagging:

1. David

2. Laurie

3. Peter

4. Ryan

5. John

6. Shane

7. Barry