Passing. On Liebster.

Steve A of DFW Point-to-Point was kind enough to nominate me for a Liebster award, a kind of "I really enjoy your blog" chain letter post thing that bloggers give one another. I really appreciate the thought, but there is a problem.

 

Most of the blogs I would "nominate" have already been listed for Liebsters by others before me. Plus, one of the things you have to do is list 11 facts about yourself. Then, you're supposed to answer 11 questions supplied by the nominating blogger. Also, you're supposed to produce a list of questions for your nominees to answer.

 

When I tried to get started, this is what happened:

 

11 facts about me:

 

1) I am lazy.

2) I am selfish.

3) Ach du lieber Liebster, I don't feel like doing any more.

 

I sure hope I'm not hurting Steve's feelings by being like this; he has been reading my stuff ever since I started, or close to it. I like reading his stuff too. But I'm lazy. And selfish.

 

Yer Buzz Killin`Pal,

R A N T W I C K

PS - I am quite fascinated by how bad this post is making me feel. That`s the creepy power of the personally relevant chain letter, man. Crazy. I`m gonna publish before I lose my nerve...

RANTWiiCK, or CustoMiization

About a week ago I got home after work and a tiring but fun bike commute. I plopped down on the couch for a second while still in my cycling gear. For some reason I had stretched my legs out straight and was waving them around; I think I may have been imitating a crying baby while talking to the kids about something. Anyway, as I did that I noticed my too-round belly and black stretchy pants and said, "holy cow, I look like a Mii"! My kids agreed.

I had Mrs. Rantwick take a picture of me immediately of course, because documenting such important discoveries is just the right thing to do.

As you can see, I wasn't entirely crazy. Here is that photo compared to the Mii I use at home:

I kept this photo fairly small, because I really don't like how I look in it. Man, I have got some weight to lose. I'm working on it. You know what would totally suck about being a Mii? Sphere hands. I mean, I don't mind having a spherical head, but sphere hands would be terribly frustrating:

I don't mind using a bigger picture now that I'm wearing my more handsome face. Maybe I should post unflattering pictures of myself more often... I'm finding looking at the gut in that picture very motivating... but I wouldn't do that to you. I'll just refer back to these when I need a little push.

You know, once you have carefully cut out a photo of yourself, pasted on your blogging alter-ego head and given yourself pink sphere hands, it is hard to just walk away without using that image a little more, don't you find? I sure do. So here, I did this just for you!

original (background) pic source

Aren't you glad I'm back?
Yer Pal,

R A N T W I C K