Shall we just cut to the chase? Dispense with any frills of giving out "thinking" "thoughtful" blogging awards. No, no.... enough of that.
I'm introducing the Quality Time Waster / Prolific Blogger Award. It's the Academy Awards of the blogging world.
These are for those giant vacuum cleaner blogs that suck me in, amuse me and keep me from all the stuff I should be doing. Yes, to the casual bystander it's a waste of time, but you and I know.... it's a quality journey. It's a memorable chat.
This year, (and really, it might be the only) the award goes to:
Ramblings of The Bearded One, Resident Alien, The Kitchen Bitch, Pat's Past Imperfect, Dribbling Witt (fyi...I wish she'd waste more of my time), Literary Lotus, Josephine Damian, Carole, Ex-Pat Jane, Paul Curd, View From The Tenth, Dr. Maroon, and A Floating Life (I especially like these last two because often I haven't a clue what they're talking about).
Though frankly, YouTube should be on there, too, as well as Google. Please add your acceptance speech in the comments space below. You are asked to speak until the music begins and to refrain from any Russell Crowe or Sally Field moments. Then go spread this award to others of your own choice.
So go ahead, and take this little award, resize it and stick it on your sidebar. Then go ahead and nominate your top time wasters.
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21 comments:
I think Youtube doesn't really count because it isn't a blog.
If you really want to WASTE your time read the conservative FREEREPUBLIC forums.
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I'd like to thank my past self for writing enough to catch your attention, and I'll leave it to my future self to figure out what to do with the award, considering you've already mentioned half a dozen of my own top time wasters...
Well, Kim...
There's no reason they can't be rewarded twice you know.
Kanani: it gives me much pleasure and I'm also thrilled about the award and to be included amongst such prestigious company. I shall treasure it and when my grandchildren come or my young friend Tom - whichever first - it will appear on my side bar.Thank you so much.
It is so nice to be praised for being prolific, Kanani. Most people just tell me to shut up, or take not-so-discreet peeks at their watches.
I've proudly displayed my award.
[clears throat]
I want to give my sincerest thanks to all the stupid, frustrating or otherwise noteworthy stuff that has happened to me or news stories I've read that inspire me to blog.
I want to thank the nation of South Korea for being one of the most wired countries in the world and having affordable and high-speed Internet which only fuels my Internet addiction.
I also want to thank my 17 year old cat just because. The loads of cat hair she leaves around my apartment means that when I write, I'm procrastinating and that makes it feel very productive.
Wow! An award for encouraging time wasting is truly an award to be proud of.
I'd like to thank all those bloggers out there who are slowly managing to teach me the way, even if they don't know they are doing it. The narrow minded, sexist educationists who insisted girls learn to type whether they wanted to or not. And, finally, my mother for instilling a love in me of all things kitchen...
Ok. So now I have to tell you about my typing class.
Of course... we were girls... we had to take it. After awhile I became so good at it, I even took it in summer school because it was an easy "A."
Subversive typist!
Anyway, I forget the teacher's name.
But she had a beehive hairdo, cat glasses, read romance novels, had a packet of ciggies and a thermos of coffee.
She had a turntable with a typing record and we'd do "fffjjjddkkssllaa;;;" to the beat of some chimes.
Then there were assignments... a whole book. Business letters, footnotes, --we'd turn them in onto her inbox, as she read. Once in awhile, she'd look up from her bodice ripper novel and acknowledge our existence.
Thanks, Kanani! :) I don't know what I am talking about either. ;) But then, could it be that I am writing in Australian, instead of English? Or Austrian, as you George Bush recently said at APEC (which he called OPEC) while thanking John Howard and the Austrian troops in Iraq...
Asstrayunnn....is what our überdope dubya says. It's sort of like when Schwarzenegger says Cal-ee-forrrrnnnnnn-eeya! Though at least Schwarzenegger says "Nuclear," and not Nuke-u-ler.
Never fear, my friends over in Narrabeen and Mossman have no idea what you're talking about some of the time, either. And they're... normal!
Thank you so much, Kanani, for this wonderful award. I'm so sorry I can't be with you in person today to collect the magnificent trophy, but rest assured it will take pride of place on my mantlepiece.
I feel guilty now for my recent indolence . . .
How in the world did you end up with MY typing teacher? You're a decade younger than I am, and I'm betting she never went further north than Bakersfield!
We also had a football coach who doubled as a driving ed teacher. He had a massive chip on his shoulder and his favorite expression was 'Listen up.'
But I still believe that my typing class led to my liberation. I got my first full-time job at the age of 17 based on my typing skills alone, and thanks to typing, I paid my own way through college too. I also got paid for typing the theses and term papers of friends who made fun of women who learned how to type.
Oh, if they could just see me now, proud recipient of the Quality Time Wasting Award!
Oooh, Kanani, I was away from the blog yesterday because I had to go to my book club (as opposed to going to class), a time waster compared to hanging out in the blogosphere with you guys.
I am honored to be among the first to receive this award (I think we're the first, right?), and must be sure to add my fellow winners to the list of blogs that I check out!
Thanks much!
Josephine
I'd like to thank the Academy... um... that's the other award? Right.
I'd like to thank my husband for providing years of amusing fodder for my mindless ramblings, and for my mother, who encouraged me to set up a blog in the first place.
I'd also like to make passing mention to the late Charles Kingsley, author of The Water Babies, who proved to me that you CAN mix fiction with science and have sense of humor all at the same time, and for the late Winston Graham, who actually wrote back to me when I wrote to him and told him how much I loved the Poldark novels. Wherever you are, Winston, I loved the postcard of Venice.
Yes Yes Yes
In your face Hutton!
Yes! Oh Yeah! Who's the Daddy? Who's the Daddy?
I'd like to thank my mum (mom) who always understood me, my absent father for all the cheques and the Boss 501 Mustang, my probation officer, thanks dude, my therapist...
Well, I'd like to thank everyone for showing up tonite and making it through this very (yawn) long awards show.
Ladies, if you'd please not leave your empty airplane-sized bottles of gin behind on the floor. Gentleman, if you would please make sure you don't peel out of here in the cars you've won.
That's right, now watch your gowns... don't get them snagged in the bleachers. Ah, Kim... is this your cummberbund? Got comfy, did we?
By the way, I've resized the award, it should be fine for sticking up on your sidebar with no fuss.
Has everyone left! I am out in the middle of the sea, but have finally paddled over to say much Mahalo for your designation. And here I thought being prolific on my blog was wasting my time . . .
Aloha, CT
It has always been my goal to achieve Time Waster Status. I have studied, worked, and followed such Masters as Kim, Mary, Eryl, and Kanani. I would like to thank the little people along the way who through their lack of wasting time, allow me to accomplish my personal best.
On a personal note, I have learned that while I can look in on other blogs, I cannot comment. Because then I have to keep checking back. Thanks for the great award, Kanani
I thought you might like to know I've moved you from "Tea & Biscuits" to "Mug of Coffee". I couldn't necessarily tell you why, other than it feels right.
I was always wondering why TEA and biscuits... but figured you knew best. I can't tell you how many biscuits and tea I made trying to figure it all out.
I'm glad you've straightened it out.
Britain is the land of Tea and Biscuits, or at least it used to be. Whenever you went to visit someone the first thing they would do would be put the kettle on and make a pot of tea and bring out a plate of biscuits.
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