Friends, bloggers, American Idol addicts, lend me your ears.
Something much more important than the holiday season is upon us. Awards season. Normally, it wouldn't be important but this year is different because, you see, I am up for an award. I don't know why, but someone out there nominated me for Blogger of the Year in Grant Miller Media's Drysdale Awards.
At first I thought this was all an elaborate ruse to get me to the awards ceremony so Grant could name me Blogger of the Year, and then once I was on stage giving my acceptance speech, Kat, Dr. Zibbs, and Some Guy would pour pig's blood on my head. But then I remembered that I already shot down Mr. Miller's invitation to the Chicago-based event before the nominations were posted. So then I thought, hmmmm, maybe this is for realz, yo? Someone out there likes me! I have A fan!
However, I think I misunderestimated my popularity. You see, when voting began, I was mysteriously left off the ballot. Obviously, someone in Miller's organization felt that I was a threat to their "preferred" candidate, so they resorted to shady tactics. Clearly, I have twice as many fans as I first thought, because since I've been put on the ballot, I've received TWO votes. (And neither was from myself!) That's right! I don't just have one fan, I have two! Suck on that, Pistols! How many votes do you have, huh?? What? 16, you say? Oh. Well then. I suppose that makes you Julia Roberts to my Bonnie Hunt. Whatever. The Mexican sucked, and you've never had your own talk show, so there.
Anyway, as everyone can see, I'm pretty far behind in this horse race. And, as everyone can probably anticipate, this is the part where I start begging for votes. So...PLEASE vote for me! If not for me, do it for the bloggers you really love. Because I am not a gracious loser. I can pretty much guarantee that, even if they don't all pour pig's blood on me, I will kill them all with my mind if I come in last place. Need more reason that that? Okay. Vote for me because:
So, now that you're all psyched up to vote for me, here's what you do:
So, in conclusion, let me just say that I hope you do the right thing and vote for me. I'd really love to be your first colored Blogger of the Year.
**Don't forget that I'm running an election of my own for Firecrotch of the Year. And Pistols is probably going to walk away with that, so come on! He doesn't need TWO "Of the Years!"
***UPDATE! This morning, Some Guy and I both had 2 votes, and now we both have 1. What is going on here? Someone (probably the nefarious Dr. Zibbs) must be scaring the people into changing their votes! Don't be fooled by his sweet talk and lies!! I am not planning to take away your social security!!
Something much more important than the holiday season is upon us. Awards season. Normally, it wouldn't be important but this year is different because, you see, I am up for an award. I don't know why, but someone out there nominated me for Blogger of the Year in Grant Miller Media's Drysdale Awards.
At first I thought this was all an elaborate ruse to get me to the awards ceremony so Grant could name me Blogger of the Year, and then once I was on stage giving my acceptance speech, Kat, Dr. Zibbs, and Some Guy would pour pig's blood on my head. But then I remembered that I already shot down Mr. Miller's invitation to the Chicago-based event before the nominations were posted. So then I thought, hmmmm, maybe this is for realz, yo? Someone out there likes me! I have A fan!
However, I think I misunderestimated my popularity. You see, when voting began, I was mysteriously left off the ballot. Obviously, someone in Miller's organization felt that I was a threat to their "preferred" candidate, so they resorted to shady tactics. Clearly, I have twice as many fans as I first thought, because since I've been put on the ballot, I've received TWO votes. (And neither was from myself!) That's right! I don't just have one fan, I have two! Suck on that, Pistols! How many votes do you have, huh?? What? 16, you say? Oh. Well then. I suppose that makes you Julia Roberts to my Bonnie Hunt. Whatever. The Mexican sucked, and you've never had your own talk show, so there.
Anyway, as everyone can see, I'm pretty far behind in this horse race. And, as everyone can probably anticipate, this is the part where I start begging for votes. So...PLEASE vote for me! If not for me, do it for the bloggers you really love. Because I am not a gracious loser. I can pretty much guarantee that, even if they don't all pour pig's blood on me, I will kill them all with my mind if I come in last place. Need more reason that that? Okay. Vote for me because:
- I write the songs that make the whole world sing.
- I have kick-ass Photoshop skills.
- I'm a master of karate.
- I watch the most horrible shows on TV so that you don't have to.
- Oprah is my godmother.
- My pathetic, all-consuming obsession with Michael Johns this year made you all feel better about yourselves.
- My caption contests have brought out the best in all you wannabe comedians out there. In fact, you might say that I've lit a fire under your
assescrotches. - I've promised to install a hot tub in the Blogosphere's cafeteria. There might be a pool table in it for you people too, who knows.
- All the other nominees are pedophiles.
- As mentioned earlier, I can kill people (and start fires) with my mind. I wasn't going to bring it up again, but it's kind of big deal.
So, now that you're all psyched up to vote for me, here's what you do:
- Click on this link to vote before 12:01 AM (CST) Christmas Day.
- In the sidebar, check "BeckEye" in the Blogger of the Year category.
- Go to this post on McGone's site and click on the picture at the top.
- Print out the artwork.
- Use White-Out to cover up the IHOB logo.
- Wait for White-Out to dry completely. (Perhaps during this time, you can delete all your cookies and vote for me again.)
- Using a Sharpie, write "The Pop Eye" over the White-Out.
- Stop complaining that it looks like shit. You're not voting for president.
- Apply double-sided tape to the back and place on your shirt so people can see.
- Stop complaining that it looks like shit. You're not on Project Runway.
So, in conclusion, let me just say that I hope you do the right thing and vote for me. I'd really love to be your first colored Blogger of the Year.
**Don't forget that I'm running an election of my own for Firecrotch of the Year. And Pistols is probably going to walk away with that, so come on! He doesn't need TWO "Of the Years!"
***UPDATE! This morning, Some Guy and I both had 2 votes, and now we both have 1. What is going on here? Someone (probably the nefarious Dr. Zibbs) must be scaring the people into changing their votes! Don't be fooled by his sweet talk and lies!! I am not planning to take away your social security!!
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And a hot tub in the cafeteria is a major health violation. Pistols would clog those filters with soggy Doritos in no time.
Even I didn't vote for me for blogger of the year, if that helps, although I can't remember who else I did vote for.
You are really great BeckEye. Man, I'm so conflicted!
Isn't that a right in this blogocracy?
I mean, good luck or whatever...
; )
Also, I read somewhere today that if you don't win BOY you plan to curse a lot next year in order to steal my category. God damnit, woman! Stay the fuck away from my fucking cursing category. It's all I've fucking got.
You're going to have to come up with another way to bribe me for my vote. The good news is, I am TOTALLY bribe-able :)
And who nominated me for the most spam comments, was that YOOOUUU?