I love magents. I really do. I don't know if it's their ability to suction mysteriously to the fridge (much like I do late at night), or if it's because they can be so fun and kitchy. My favorite fridge magnet? One I got from the National Archives in DC: it's a picture of Elvis shaking Nixon's hand. The pairing just strikes me as odd, and I get a little kick out of seeing it everytime I open the fridge door.
But I am not waxing poetic about magnets for no good reason; au contraire, I have my motivations. See, Amy over at The Lawson's Do Dallas is offering free magents to those who post links to her blog and give her special shout-outs. So, go visit her if you haven't already and have a good chuckle over some of her antics.
If I had been innovative enough, I might too have done something promotional to promote hits on my blog (I am whore for visitors, that's fo sure); but alas, I'm not crafty enough, or clever enough, to come up with an idea like that, and I certainly am not capable of manufacturing magnets (although, some sneaking suspicion tells me that Amy will be violating child labor laws in the manufacturing process; she strikes me as the sort to take advantage of her young son's tiny fingers to produce those promised magnets; but, whatevah! I'm all for puttin' those delicate fingers to work if I get my magnet outta the deal) -- and you people sure as hell aren't getting my Elvis & Nixon shake hands magnet!