“They like me, they really like me!”
As I mentioned the other day, Words For My Enjoyment was nominated for a Diarist Award. The Diarist Awards are given out to bloggers recognized by their peers and given the most awesomeist prize in the Universe… Nothing.
That’s right. Nothing.
You think I’m crazy to be going agro over a competition awarding nothing, but isn’t being recognized for your writing alone enough? Besides, do I really need to win a ham or a pizza or a book or web design services? All wonderful prizes, but when it comes to the simplicity of it all, I can’t tell you how refreshing it is to be a finalist for the Best Writing category.
What’s even cooler is that the Diarist Awards only nominated two other blogs for the Best Writing Category, which makes me giddy because I’ll at least win a third place ribbon (figuratively of course). And I’ve never won a third place ribbon. There was the time I was an eighth place ribbon for my musical rendition of Flash Gordon: The Movie, using only sock puppets. But you know, that was eons ago. Nonetheless, I’d like to give a shout out to my competition in the Best Writing category, and they include Dumber Than a Box of Rocks and Witt and Wisdom. I wish both sets of peeps the best of luck.
In the meantime, if you’d like to vote, head on by and go through the process. In addition to me, personally, appreciating the vote of confidence, so too will you gain the respect and honor that comes with being a part of the “I Voted For WFME And Feel Great About It Because I’ve Never Given to Charity Before” bumper sticker campaign. For those, of course, who already do give to charity, there’s the “I Voted For WFME And Feel Great About It Because In Addition To Giving To Charity, This Makes Me Better Than Nelson Mandela Because I’m Giving Back to The World And On A Scale of Human Dignity (Which Goes to 10), I Get an Eleven!” club, which meets weekly at a synagogue near you.
Either way, you’re set.
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In other news, I am currently battling evil the likes of which no mere mortal has ever seen. This morning, I came close to losing, but squeaked through in the very last minute. This was a good moment for good. Good felt good. Evil wasn’t so happy. I will continue to fight this evil on your behalf and hope that you will feel the good coming from the good I’m throwing at the not-so-good, and be happy about it.
That is all.
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