Yay! I don’t have to think up a story today. Er, I mean . . . boo-hoo! The story ideas are going to collect in my brain until I crack and get sent to a mental institution.
Did anyone else suddenly hear cheering over that last part? Never mind. It seems that one of my rabid fans - ahem - wonderful blog readers . . . Sandra Ree from Bubblebabble . . . has given me an award (two, actually - in one day) and now I must nominate other people to receive this award. I’m not good at giving out such things, so I will defer to the one person who is much better at announcing popular people.
Without further ado, I give you . . . JOAN RIVERS!
Hello, Joan? Oh, it seems her plane is late today. I guess I will have to do something about the awards myself.
Sigh, I will admit that I’m not good at putting other people in the spotlight. I hate being in the spotlight myself . . . DAMN IT! WILL SOMEONE TURN OFF THAT EXTRA LIGHTING? IT’S MAKING MY MAKEUP ALL SWEATY! Ahem, the problem is that I do not know if anyone will accept the awards if I give it to them. Or, they might have already been given the same award before and they do not want to add another to their overflowing sidebar. Or they might not be into awards at all although their blog certainly deserves it for the information they give and the overall entertainment they provide.
Sigh again . . . At least I have one thing going for me. Since I only have a few devote readers, it makes it easier to give out the awards. In fact, it makes it so easy that I can just say, "Go ahead, anyone. If you want the award then take it. There is enough for everyone here. I’ll probably link to your blog numerous times in the future so you will get even more link love and become famous while little old me rocks in my straitjacket in the cold sterile room."
At any rate, if you take an award then let me know in the comments section. This will allow me to smother you with hugs with the paparazzi snapping our photos as I get my fifteen seconds of fame before your bodyguard beats me with his nightstick and tosses my battered body in the dumpster.
Oh, I almost forgot about the awards. Here they are:
At first, I didn’t know what the second one said. I thought it was Spanish, and the only Spanish I know is, "Como estas?" Ah . . . "Et tu, Brute?" No, that’s Latin. Um . . . "Erigato, baja!" No, that’s Japanese. "Tai yaon chu lai" . . . drat, that’s Chinese. Okay, one more try. "Dude, don’t bogart the water bong." Wow. 60's hippie. I think I’ll stop now.
Of course, thoughtful blogger Sandra emailed me on what the words meant. It is Portugese. This is what the award says:
The Tree of Happiness Award
"You have just received the tree of happiness. It is scarcely a small plant, which depends on you to grow firmly and strongly. Plant it on your heart, water it with smiles and kindness, feel the aroma of its flowers, savour the sweetness of its fruits and protection under its shade whom you love."