I was making my regular visit over at Cadillac Tight, and I noticed that he has me listed on his Blogroll in the “Georgia Blogs” category as an Honorary Georgia Blogger.

I’ve won an award or two in my life, but being named an Honorary Georgia Blogger is a distinct honor and privilege, particularly seeing as how I am a 100% born and bred Garden Stater.

I was admitted to this exclusive group approximately one year ago in Helen, Georgia, and I re-united with my fellow Georgia Bloggers in April on Jekyll Island. I have spoken with some of them on the phone on more than a few occasions. One of them even hooked me up with a most excellent guitar. I’ve supped with this guy in Jersey, partied with this guy in New York City and prowled the Jersey Shore with this guy.

How did I gain admittance into this distinguished group of writers and ass-kicking partiers? Hell, to them, I talk funny. I don’t drive a pick-up, and I don’t particularly care for grits. Surely it’s not my writing, and lots of people can play a guitar ““ no big deal there. I have great farookin’ hair, but I don’t think that did it for me either.

Heaven help me, I do believe that it was my affinity for the crystal-clear “homemade Georgia wine” that did it. I fear that some genetic accident, which probably first occured a couple generations ago in Ireland, resulted in the Dixie Elixir going down like well water, albeit with a knockout punch that would match Mike Tyson’s.

Many of my fellow Georgia Bloggers will be convening again this weekend in Helen, Georgia, but because of a prior commitment, I will be unable to attend. Instead, I will be on a road trip with some of the Usual Suspects to Cape May, New Jersey (the Cape Escape), a lovely place, but, alas, a place where crystal-clear “homemade Georgia wine” is nowhere to be found.

I will, however, be with my Georgia Blogger Brothers and Sisters in spirit.

Y’all have a great time.

Sometimes we have to make tough choices.

Shamefullylessly lifted from Curmudgeonly and Skeptical.