I’m halfway listening to CBS News Saturday Morning as I’m catching up on blogs just now when the sign-on 90-second catch-up segment reveals Oprah on Dave last night because every big star wants to say goodbye before he’s not chatting on CBS anymore.
Frankly, I’m surprised she didn’t get one of the final-three-show slots before he waves the final goodbye after Wednesday’s show.
Anyway, Oprah’s four seconds this morning has her sharing the famous person’s lament about us normal Nellies asking them to stop for a selfie.
I wouldn’t. Would you?
But that’s not my point.
I come here to deliver a short Grumpus. A little rant, if you will, to throw a nod out to my BloggyVille friend LR, author of the interesting place lilrant. She, by the way, is a master of the selfie by its strict definition, if you click over and take a look.
So. If you’re in it, Oprah, and the bold plebeian is in it, Oprah, IT’S NOT A SELFIE. It’s a picture. A photograph. A photo.
Now another million people are going to misuse the word.
Self = only you.
Thank you for listening.
Here’s the link to the photo of Oprah on Letterman Friday night.
Fess up. Do you take selfies? (I do.) Do you call a picture with you and another a selfie? (I may have if I’ve taken it myself, but only with my dear wife Karen, but I’m working hard to correct this error of my ways.) What’s your big grump today?</em