December 7, 2008 by MrBlueSkies
Mrs. Darth Vader over at The Scattered Mind of a Tattooed Minivan Mom
has finally decided to clean out her blogging post closet and slap a bunch of people around with some blogging awards. Apparently, she’s been holding onto these things for centuries months weeks
a while, and just now
she has gotten around to posting about them. And of course, she dumped one on me
awarded me with one.
For some reason she has decided that I deserve Captain Dumbass’s This Blog’s Got Booty award. The award looks like a pirate’s flag, all black with a big old skull and crossbones. A perfect fit for a gay man, NOT! And speaking of BIG and perfect fits, she also had the nerve to reference Mr. Vader’s pee pee in the same post. While Mr. Smiley appreciates all references to his favorite male protruding part, he prides himself in being able to ignore reacting to those that belong to his female friend’s husbands, boyfriends, and/or potential suitors. (And she gave ME the Captain Dumbass award. Makes ya think, huh?)
Over at Sunshine and Lemonade, there are no references to her spouse’s unit. Instead, she’s running a contest called “Lost in the Weeds.”
It’s a cool little contest where you can win the dvd of the first season of Lost and the dvd of the first season of Weeds. I’ve never seen Lost and who wants to watch a show about plants that people pull out of their garden and throw away? That is what it’s about, right? Weeds are plants like crabgrass and dandelions that nobody wants, right? (Is anybody buying this?)
Anywho, I get a bonus entry for blogging about it. I already missed her Sex and Chocolate contest which really should have been called The Warm Delights of Outlander, so I’m going for the DVDs. Anyway, check out her blog and enter her contest here
. Even if you don’t like the shows, they’d make a great holiday gift.
Lastly, I just wanted everyone to know that I had scrapple this morning for breakfast. And not just any scrapple but freshly made scrapple from the Amish Farmer’s market. It fried up beautifully, all crisp and firm with no mushy center. There’s something to say about Pennsylvania Dutch cooking. Plus those Amish guys in those black pants and vests look totally hot. (Down, Mr. Smiley, Down! Damn you Tattoed Minivan Mom!)