Today’s Blatant Admissions, Pt 2

Some people like to make New Year’s resolutions.

Not me. It’s a waste of time putting those kind of dreams out there for the rest of the world to keep track of. Instead, I prefer to look back at the previous year and admit to doing all the things I didn’t admit to doing when I was doing them in the first place. Think of it as my own virtual confessional, laying claim to a slew of illegal, hurtful and just plain strange activities that I was responsible for.

I just hope you don’t hate me when all is said and done.

Reminding Words

And so it goes.

The nomination period for the Sixth Annual Weblog Awards (or 2006 Bloggies) will be ending tomorrow, January 10th at 10:00 PM EST (7:00 PM PST). That is why I am, once again, reminding those in a bit of shameless self-promotion to nominate Words For Your Enjoyment for Most Humorous Blog.

Just click through to the nomination site and scroll down to Most Humorous Blog and nominate WFME. It’s that easy. And while you’re at it, nominate some of your other favorite blogs as well (because if you don’t nominate at least 3 or 4 your ballot won’t count). And while you’re at that, if you’ve already nominated WFME, get the people in your life who owe you money to do you a solid, and nominate WFME themselves.

If the WFME community can bolster a post to have over 130 comments, we can surely do this.

Oh, and thanks.

(Subliminal) Nominating Words

The 2006 Bloggies are back.

From now until January 10th you (ALL OF YOU) will have the chance to nominate your favorite blogs (THIS BLOG) for their very appropriate categories (MOST HUMOROUS WEBLOG) in the hopes that they (ME) will make the cut (OH GOD PLEASE) for the voting procedure (CAN YOU GIVE ME AN AMEN?).

Do you remember that part in Braveheart where Mel Gibson (as William Wallace) tells his troops that they can go home (i.e. NOT NOMINATE WFME) and not fight (GIVE UP) but that someday they will regret it on their death beds (YES, YOU)? Yeah, if I had been one of his soldiers (OR READERS) and the fight was soon (DEADLINE is JAN 10th) I would so fight (VOTE) and get my friends to fight (VOTE) so that the battle (OF HUMOR) could be won by us (WFME).

So you know, do what you (I) want.

Emmy (Or, Um me?)

Aren’t the Emmy’s all about people saying, “Um, me?”

Well, it should be — because the most amusing part of the whole Emmy awards ceremony and after parties is the fact that every single person attending, from the most lowly Television Industry assistant to the highest Network President is constantly angling to get themselves in a position where the attention is slathered upon themselves.

Sadly, it’s just our friendly neighborhood stars who get the true Emmy attention.

But in order to give you the whole entire rundown of the whole entire sordid affair — I must first turn back the hands of time to Saturday night when I attended the NBC/Vanity Fair pre-Emmy party at Spago in Beverly Hills.

Words For Your Enjoyment: Attention Whores

Aaah, Friday.

Is it strange that after so many Fridays over the course of our lives, this Friday is just as exciting as all the rest? Is it weird that while every other single item in our lives that repeats over and over again (another cookie, a birthday, lunchtime, the dentist, et al) gets old and boring and before long we can’t bear to experience it any longer — Friday continues to be just as exciting every single time?

It’s sort of like “Words For Your Enjoyment” — fresh, exciting, filled with 94% of all those extra vitamins and minerals you look for in starting off your weekend… And this week, is of course, no different.