You know how those meme’s get passed around where one blogger “tags” another with a little graphic that declares them a “Thinking Blogger” or “Best Blog of the Day” or something similar?
I’ve never been nominated or received one of those. Many of the blogs I read have, and I figured at some point I would get caught up in the tagging fiesta. Then I could sit back and bask in the adoration and financial rewards that must come with being given such a prestigious and rare honor.
But that day was a long time coming…
and now that it’s here, I’m speechless.
Miss Britt has, despite stiff competition, bestowed upon me the highly coveted Rockin’ Girl Blogger award.
Here’s what she had to say:
5. And finally, the lovely Jester! – he’s not really a girl, or girlie (like some male bloggers). But as part of my plan to dominate the gay man niche, I’ve decided I need to start linking to more gay bloggers. So far, Jester’s all I got. Besides, he totally is rockin’ and he has the BEST boy nudie pictures in the blogosphere.
On one hand, I’m like totally like bouncy that Britt thought I should receive this award. And on the other, I’m concerned that my status as such a “rockin’ gay” is being used as a marketing ploy to attract more gays.
Oh, who am I kidding? I’m like totally like bouncy, and as long as all the gays get sent through from Britt’s site to mine, who am I to complain?
According the rules, I have to pass this award along to five other “Rockin’ Girl Bloggers.”
I considered holding some sort of “How much do you love me?” contest to vie for the affection of all the Rockin’ Girls that I know.
But in the spirit of magnanimousity, I’m just going to pass them out as follows (and tell them they are supposed to pass it on to their five):
- Mist 1 - She’s hysterical (and I mean that in both senses of the word), boozy, promiscuous, and if she were a man she’d have a 10 inch penis. She probably has one anyway, it’s just kept locked up in her nightstand.
- Webmiztris – She’s either Janis Joplin reincarnated into a much hotter package, or the female equivalent of Tommy Lee. Does that make her hottie husband Pamela?
- Gina – A cute California rocker girl who isn’t afraid of posting pictures of herself completely passed out drunk. Hawt!
- Mel – Her love of the very hot Josh Duhamel is enough to get her on this list. And then her stories prove she’s definitely a rocker!
- Da Duck – For the best in Swedish rock music and stories about the things that go through her mind just before she falls face first onto the sidewalk, check out Da Duck!
So what if I don’t have a bajingo? I can be a Rockin’ Girl!
Can’t I?
Can’t I!??!?
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw!! you love me! you really love me!!!
Da Duck – Well of course I do!
Wooohooo!!! Good for you that you got one too!
You need to get that made into a tshirt and wear it on stage at your next gig.
the blogging version of it tag?
oh, thank you. You have to admit though, I look very peaceful when I am sleeping.
hey, thanks!!
the only difference is that my hubby’s boobs? TOTALLY real. seriously.
Dutchy – Thanks! I knew that you got a well deserved one last week.
Killer – That sounds great, but Omar the Tent Maker doesn’t have any bright pink baby doll tee patterns.
Hello – One of many many many versions.:)
Gina – You most certainly do. Deceptive camouflage if I’ve ever seen it…
Webmiztris – You mean Pamela’s aren’t? I’m crushed.
if i needed to send my boss a flaming fuck you award, would you mind if i did a “save as” on the image you have on this site? coz bitch totally deserves to see the flaming finger today. i won’t even tell you what she gave me for my birthday, let alone what she has been calling me all day. sigh.
hello – Nope, I don’t mind if you use my Flaming Fuck You award if you have someone who deserves it.:) Oh and I CAN’T BELIEVE I FORGOT YOUR FREAKIN’ BIRTHDAY!!!! I’m a bad friend. Happy birthday yesterday!!! If she gave you anything with the words “over the hill” on it, she deserves to be hung by her thumbs covered in honey over a fire ant mound.
i’m only 36 and she is 2 years older so no over the hill anything. instead jackass gave me season 1 of chips that came with free sunglasses (that are oh so not attractive on this round irish / polish face) so she is now calling me ponch. and i keep getting 10-4 emails. she so really, really deserved the flaming fuck you.
you are a spectacular friend. thanks for the belated wishes. here in pa it is just about 5 so i’m outta here…there are drinks with my name on em!
xoxo
p.s. i forgot to tell you! speaking of friends, donnie sent me a lovely clear glass (ahem) toy for my birthday. it has a raised red glass spiral from the flat base to the large head. of course the poem that accompanied it might just be my favorite present! that man is a nutbag and a half.
hello – I’m laughing so hard at the idea of you in big round aviator glasses answering to “Ponch.” That’s great. Have a drink for me!
Miss Britt – You see what you started!
Gasp! I am peaceful when I am sleeping. mostly.
Gina – You mean you’re not a thrasher? That’s good to know. You know… just in case we ever sleep together. *snort*
I happen to have a 10-inch penis in my closet. But, not in a Jeffrey Dahmer sort of way.
Mist 1 – I knew that you would. That’s the medium-sized one, right?
okay, so how in the hell did I miss this post?????? Geez Jester, now I love you more than ever…
Mel – I have no idea how you missed that post… How did you find it today?
I was checking out some webstats on a group blog I belong to. I flitted through some technorati links and BAM! this post was listed.