Award.
Recently, I won the thoughtful blogger award from Heart in San Francisco. Now, I should have just posted the award and given it to any number of blogs that I read and love. But instead, I thought about it for a few days.
I realized that I didn’t want to give people a “thoughtful” award. I wanted to BLAME people.
Sometimes, I just hate being human.
I thought it would abate. Afterall, the first person that came to mind was Moobs. I wanted to blame him so bad…. and he was on vacation. You can’t really blame someone when they are gone right? That would be impolite.
Problem is? I STILL want to blame him.
So I invented my own award.
I award my newly minted blog award to:
Moobs: I blame Moobs for my new belly button piercing.
He made this comment: “So can you crack walnuts with your belly button?” and I thought, “Hey, I should get my belly button pierced.” You can clearly see the link of blame here.
Ex-Hooter Girl: I blame the ex-hooter girl for my new found interest in peep toe shoes.
Squirrelly: I blame Lone Grey Squirrel (aka Squirrelly) for my obsession with ice cream this summer. His avatar is eating a double scoop ice cream cone. Clearly, it’s his fault.
Nila: I blame Nila for brain washing me into thinking Pop Tarts are food.
Kevin: I blame Kevin for making me look at David Beckham naked. I would explain, but I think you can clearly understand that it’s his fault.
BroLo: I blame BroLo for all the Capuchin thoughts that creep into my head. Holy Crap! Christ on the Cross! Stuff like that.
If you aren’t included on this list, don’t worry. I’m certain I’ll blame you for something soon.
If you’d like to blame a few people (and I know you do!), feel free to copy the picture to your blog and blame away. You’ll feel so much better when you’re done!
Hey, feel free to blame me for a thing of two. I promise you. I deserve it!
Filed under: Going out on a limb, The nerdiverse, Thoughts on being human....
ROTLF!!!! Very good!
If I knew how to make those little graphics, I’d come up with some unusual award, too.
(still laughing)
Peace,
~Chani
Chani - Just watch out, you’re on the list of soon to be blamed!
Maybe I will blame you for a renewed desire to have my belly button re-pierced. Because is that yours? It looks so adorable! And makes my empty hole, vacated in month eight of pregnancy, look so, so lonely…
Ha Ha. How can you blame someone for a love a shoes? That should be a crime against humanity.
Whew, you were the ONE person who did not blame me today!!
I blame you for making me waste time reading blogs.
ADW - Yes, I think we can dock space at Nuremberg. They aren\’t really doing anything right now.
Michael C - Give me time… give me time….
BroLo - Christ on the Cross! Now I have my own award. Thanks… A lot…
I have now seen Beckham Naked! I am traumatised. My poor squirrel eyes. I blame you and Kevin for this and I blame Beckham for bad soccer.
Oooo, this IS fun!
I blame Ben and Jerry for my back fat.
I blame God for making me so irresistible to midgets and trannies.
I blame my mother for my low IQ.
I LOVE this game!
Squirrelly - BLAMED again! sigh…. Sorry about the retina burn. I’m still disfigured from Britney’s privates.
BottleBlonde - We’ll have to send them the cute little button for their blog. Remind me - which blog does God write??
HHAA!!! EXCELLENT.
Sorry… I feel so full of shame.
or more appropriately, full of “blame”…
Isn’t it obvious? God writes MY blog. >:-)
Is that your real, actual, honest-to-God belly button? You are a brave soul…!
Don’t feel bad about being human. I’m not even sure you are.
I feel so honored. I can take the blame, so give it to me. Pop tarts are food, they fill up little tummies.
I blame you for making me worry about the bees.
Nice belly button.
At last an award I am truly proud of! Now for an acceptance speech that would embarrass Sally Field.
Kevin - The things you make me do…. You should feel er full of blame!
BottleBlonde - Ah, yes, I knew that God had a difficult time at her reunion. Who hasn’t??
Josie - Yep, that’s it - well I cropped the photo a bit. It’s very shiny right now. Good for reflections.
Dyck - I’m amazed that even YOU have noticed my angelic presence.
Nila - They fill up my tummy too - then make it round and flabby. That’s the issue here…. grrr.
Moobs - Yes, contemplating my navel now is a whole new reflective experience because of YOU. I hope you’re happy….
LOL…I love it! I have to many to blame for so much…i think i will steal it and of course give you credit….(I’ll just say “she made me do it”) ahahaha
Peace
Odat - Feel free - I’ll email you the picture. Let’s spread the blame throughout the blogosphere!
Claudia, you are brilliant!! I love this. I have endless blame to distribute, and can’t wait to begin.
Heart in SF - Since it’s YOUR fault for giving me that award, I think you should just go ahead. I’ll email you the icon.
The Blame Award is cool!
Jenny - Feel free to blame a few people. I\’ll be blaming you soon enough!
That is the best award I have seen yet.
I blame you for me never getting a date again. That was fantastic advice to chase guys away… but what about attracting good ones? I don’t think the flesh searing stare will work for that!!
LOVE THE AWARD!
Kelly - Finding a nice guy - that’s a whole other issue. Feel free to pass along the blame. Blame is only fun if it’s shared.
Michele - I missed you there! I say go for it! You can never have too many places to put jewels!
Claudia, I have made my first use of your wonderful, all-purpose button.
Thank you, and oh, by the way… I blame you!
Just found your blog - nice moobs - I like men who are honest about being a bit fat! So am I - maybe we could blog privately togther some time?
Heart in SF - Oh how fun! Thanks for passing along the blame!Mutley - Welcome. Moobs is the dude, no question. He\’s actually British, not like that poser Stan.
I stumbled onto this page from furiousBlog and I must say, this post is hilarious!
Christy - Feel free to make this award your own! We\’ll conquer the web with blame! hee hee.
I think my web conquerer name should be a combination of Jem and She-Ra…Jem-Ra, She-jem…hmm, I’m going to have to rethink this…
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