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I'm Just a Guy Who Can't Say No

What the hell is wrong with me?

I seem to have this huge fault.

Every time somebody asks me if I'd like to do something, I'm far too nice to say no.

I freely give to charity because I feel sorry for the people who knock on my door for the liver society.

I agree to be a table captain for a breakfast fundraiser for a local hospital foundation.

In April I agreed to participate in a 30 Days of Photos exercise because I thought it would be fun, little realizing I'd pull my hair out over trying to come up with many of the 30 day prompts.

And now...

And now...

Aw, geez, so I visit Nicky over at We Work For Cheese and I read her latest post entitled "The Post You'll Wish You Never Read". She's decided to run a 30 Days of Writing competition. Gee, I wonder where she got the idea for that.  Except, we're not talking pictures here. We're talking words - lots of them. A post a day for 30 days. And I, um, got carried away and in the heat of the moment agreed to participate. Hell, I'll soon be bald at this rate. 30 posts in 30 days. I must be freakin' nuts.

Here's her fraken' fiendish list of preposterous prompts for the 30 days of June:

Day 1: Cheese
Day 2: A roadblock
Day 3: They played my song
Day 4: Behind the wheel
Day 5: Spiders
Day 6: Pressure
Day 7: Excess
Day 8: Best friend
Day 9: Magic carpet
Day 10: The babysitter
Day 11: A sense of accomplishment
Day 12: In the kitchen
Day 13: The other one
Day 14: The short hairs
Day 15: First place
Day 16: Hanging out in the cemetery
Day 17: The awkwardness of the common banana
Day 18: Setting sail
Day 19: Camels
Day 20: Going solo
Day 21: Favors I’d ask of Satan
Day 22: Like there’s no tomorrow
Day 23: Stiletto heels
Day 24: Roast or toast another blogger
Day 25: Worst Christmas ever
Day 26: An intervention
Day 27: Side of the road
Day 28: The turning point
Day 29: Breaking the rules
Day 30: It could have been worse

Ha, that last prompt. You think so? We'll see.

So, beginning June 1, I'll be participating in 30 Days of Writing with a bunch of internet imbeciles who, like me, just couldn't say no.

Because I'll undertake this on my main blog, we'll flip Pause Ponder and Pun, which runs Wednesdays and Saturdays and Sunday Funnies, which runs, uh, duh, Sundays, to dufus daze. Don't worry. I'll give you the link on those days as needed.

So tune in Friday for my first in a series of 30 Days of Insanity Writing.

And wish me well.

Because I'm sick. I'm very, very sick.

I must be.


mo.stoneskin said…
7AM?!?!?!??! Wait, you live far away in a strange land where you decided to tell the time using the moon. That explains it.

It's been a while... Basically I've been offline for about a month because my brain haemorrhaged after the last '30 day' challenge I did.

Anyway, if you survive this one I'll raise my glass...
Unfinishedperson said…
I'm in. At least, I told Nicky I was...for some reason :(. ;-)
meleahrebeccah said…
Good luck, my friend. Y'all are CRAZY! I can't wait to see what everyone comes up with! Looking forward to reading everyone's posts.
nonamedufus said…
Thanks, Meleah. I think I'm going to need it.
Quirkyloon said…
One word: yowzah.

Make that yow to the zah. heh heh
Marie Nicole said…
Every time I participated in an evil plot such as this one I'd do good until the 5th or 6th post. No wait, that's not true. 5th or 6th? What am I saying, I'd falter by the 2nd post. Or... actually, before even starting I'd betting against myself. But you'll do fine (yeah right!) Have fun!
nonamedufus said…
Yowzah"s the word. Maybe I can work it into one of my 30 posts.
nonamedufus said…
Hey, you should join us. Sounds like you have experience!
00dozo said…
" I'll ned several days to tackle something like that. God luck to you too, 00dozo."

You do realize it's the US's long weekend, not Canada's. But, then again, you're retired so cervezas are probably always at the ready. Heh, heh.

No worries. I've had a few meself.

Looking at the "List' again, I think I have one for Day 1 yet am hitting a roadblock for Day 2. ;-)
Nicky said…
What? No mention of The Awkwardness of the Common Banana? :-)
Nicky said…
Dufus, there is absolutely nothing wrong with you. You are a wonderful man with an above average intellect. Sucker. :-)

Seriously, I really appreciate you joining in, and promoting it like this. As such, I give you another 5 points. Now you have 6 points total. I believe that puts you in second place. :-)
nonamedufus said…
I don't want to spoil the surprise.
nonamedufus said…
Damn auto correct. Now I need to spell check the computer's mistakes.
nonamedufus said…
I'm #2, I'm #2. Damn, I'm a nice guy.
7AM?!?!?!??! Wait, you live far away in a strange land where you decided to tell the time using the moon. That explains it.

It's been a while... Basically I've been offline for about a month because my brain haemorrhaged after the last '30 day' challenge I did.

Anyway, if you survive this one I'll raise my glass...
nonamedufus said…
I try and write these things in advance and then post the to run at 7am. By then the sun's up.

Glad to see you writing again after that 30 days of pictorial torture. If I survive this one can you send the bottle?
What would you want an empty bottle for?
nonamedufus said…
So I can put a message in it and throw it in the Atlantic asking you to send back a full one.
P.J. said…
I just came across your blog today. I also clicked on a few links here and there and came across Nicky's blog and I read the same post. Oh so intriguing. I've done thirty days of posts before, but this would require much more if I were to keep my normal stuff, too...

I dig your blog, too. Good stuff here.
nonamedufus said…
Well, I'm glad you found me. I hope you'll come back, especially through the 30 days of writing in June!

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