I know I have a lot of facebook friends who come over and read my blog everyday. (I'm forever grateful)
It's not that I want to you come over here and start a new addiction....cuz that's what this is....this bloggie world is addicting.
And I don't want to be know as a "supplier" for your addictions....a "blog pusher". I'll have to start looking over my shoulder all the time and saying "pist...come over here kid...I got something to show ya"
But I also love to share things with my friends.
I always got a "plays well with others" on my report card as a kid. Now, I know why. Whenever I see something I like, people start popping into my head "Oooo, I bet Jan would like this...." or "I just have to show this to Mike" or "I'm not sure I like that, but Pam would..."
So anyways, last night I found this blog and instantly fell in love! If I could marry a blog....this would be the one....if I could have blog babies....I would want them to all look just like their daddy (errr...umm....or this blog or whatever...). You get the picture.
This blog is by a guy who works in a rare, used book store. He buys books and finds things inside the books that people forgot about (the forgotten bookmark). He takes a picture of what he finds and the old book and puts it on his blog. That's it. The end.
But wow! I'm gone! I love it (I think I may have said that already)!
I'm not even sure why I'm so crazy for this blog. Maybe it's just a phase, an little infatuation, that I'll get over. Maybe it's my love of books and old things and a little bit of mystery thrown in. Maybe it's got something to do with feeling like your peeking just a little bit into someones private affairs (sometimes I think that maybe part of the draw for facebook).
But since I'm so head over heels, as you can tell, I thought I'd share with everyone in the bloggiedom (kinda fun making up new words). You can all think I'm crazy or a little weird...but I don't care....Ive found by blog paradise.
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