I wasn’t here blogging because I was super, super busy doing very, very important things which basically means the liquor store had gin on sale
I know. I was gone for a few days. I wanted you all to worry; maybe think I finally succumbed to my rabies, or that I
was institutionalized for psychiatric evaluation got that date with George Clooney and was chased, tasered, and booked by the LAPD we ran off together. This tactic is called being a “drama queen.” Being a drama queen is another facet of being an attention whore. But after getting literally one tons of emails inquiring on my whereabouts, I have returned. Yes, I am back. And I want attention. There’s still another full week left in Attention Whore Month. Today is also the day to announce the winner of this week’s Cool Crap Giveaway. The giveaway is also one of my ways of getting attention. I am not too proud to buy friends and attention. There will be one more giveaway next weekend and that will be the last, so comment stating you want some free crap if you want some free crap. If you don’t want any free crap, still comment because that’s what Attention Whore Month is all about.
Congrats Doni! Jack picked your name! Let me know what crap you want.17 Comments
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I succumbed to Attention Whoring too. i wanted people to think I’d been “sectioned.” as Alison says. I love that usage. If I have learned anything during Attention Whore Month it’s that there are 3.4 million blogs all vying for the attention of, well, each other, mostly. I read a blog yesterday where the guy gets paid to tell bloggers they must be ENGAGING to be “A-list” blogs. But no one’s ever heard of this guy. I thought that was funny.
Congrats Doni! Hooray – we want pics and descriptions of your haul (dangit). It’s ok Laura, you get to run off with Clooney every once in a while (like you need my permission to run of with whomever you darn well please). Figured you were being all important doing important person stuff while plebes like me waited for your awesome importantness to return. You know we are here waiting for you when you are done. Now if you are in dire distress with rabies we’d like to know about it so that we can worry about you and send you roses and chocolates- but no bottled water. Water would be bad for a rabies victim.
But I still want your cool crap, what is left of it anyway.
Thank you Thank you! I did miss you but I went over to Asylum and read that last entry over and over cuz I THOUGHT IT WAS AN ABSOLUT HOOT!But I am glad you’re back. just in time for Monday….Thanks Jack….I want JDWNEOM! WooooHoooo!
**You just like Jack in glasses. ~Laura
I’ve decided I’m an “A-list” blog now. You are too. We both are. So is Advice Asylum.
It is so.
Yes, even I succumbed to pimping your blogs tonight. There’s only a few more shopping days left in Attention Whore Month, folks.
If linking and commenting won’t win me shit, it at least provides quality entertainment for my readers when I send them out to your blogs. )
I’m definitely an “A” list blog at this point. I’ve had two different people insult me in comments now; that’s engaging, people.
And I’ve had, like, 5 comments on a single post!
That’s big, right? Whatever…
Hope everyone had a great weekend!
Glad to see that you were able to make bail… er, rejoin us.I wasn’t too worried about you — I figured you’d be able to chew through the straps as soon as the tranqs wore off.
Wanted to thank you publicly for the box of Cool Shit; not only did it make ME happy (DVDs, a stabby knife, books, and more), but the cats had a great time with the box.
LOL! I swear to T-Rex, the titles on some of your entries crack me the hell up.
Welcome back! I missed ya!
Welcome back! I was wondering how you could be an attention whore disappearing like that, but you are correct, it brought in even MORE attention.
Also, I think you have to be a “whiny stay at home mommy on antidepressants” to be an A-lister. That’s what it seems like anyway.
My money was on the tasered and tagged by the LAPD at Clooney’s telethon.
Conga-rats, Doni! Nicely done, Jack.
Mary Beth — What an excellent, true, observation! Bless you my chile! Cracked me up. I’m thinking of changing my site banner to reflect my A-lister status somehow. Of course it will be a joke but some people won’t know that and they’ll think I’m all serious and shit. That is the true fun of blogging, I’ve found: saying insane shit and watching people freak the fuck out and take it all literally.
I thought the rabies had finally gotten you. I am glad you survived this episode of the rabies and are back to blogging. Don’t ever do that again. I mean, please. It threw the whole Internet out of sync not seeing a blog entry everyday on your site.
In my opinion, I feel that you and Dogette are most definitely “A” list bloggers.
***Gatorgirl- You are most definitely an A-List commenter. Outstanding job! You should give commenter lessons at your local YWCA or something. ~Laura
I think it is important to point out that in all the time I have known you, I have never seen you drink. I think it is important to say this now because I keep making the stab list somehow and I don’t want diminished capacity to be considered in any future legal matters which I may not be present for.
We haven’t heard if George is ok but since you are back you must have let him go. Please put my name in for your cool stuff so Jack can pick my name.
Please, please, please send me stuff.
Did I not mention that I never win anything? Jack has the opportunity here to change my life.
Don’t let me down Jack!