February Stars #5 - JustSal

Hello ScoFans!

It's time for another February Star as I continue to take it easy and do bugger all. I just write a quick intro and call it a day. It's easy, I'm loving it. Plus it's an excuse to look through all the different versions of February Stars on YouTube, which is also a great job. Even if nobody watches them, I enjoy finding them.

Today's guest blogger is JustSal of Just my thoughts. Again, I'm not going to talk about how great her blogging is, I'm going to let her blogging show you how great it is.

I will say though, this post was emailed to me before Wednesday's post was posted. The fact there are two ScoMan biographies written by my February stars, I think shows what a fascinating topic I really am.

Actually, I think in terms of "posts mentioning" this month, I am on par with bestiality, with both Stephanie and Daisy mentioning bestiality and D* and JustSal mentioning me. OmegaRadium of course, took the high road and decided not to write about anything as crude as bestiality or myself. He did write about Dexter though, which is always a winner in my book.

Enough of me wasting your time. Enjoy the post..

Hello Scofans!!!!!!!!

I’ve always wanted to say that, but I can’t due to the fact that I’m not actually Scoman :( Plus I don’t have Scoman’s genitals either (There's really not enough blogs that mention my genitals- ScoMan). Sometimes we just luck out in life I guess!

Sco has kindly asked me to be a guest blogger, and I leapt at the chance. He does after all have over 100 followers, so it’s an opportunity for me to show you all how witty I am, and just why Sco likes me so much. (Read: I pay him to be my friend) I will then attempt to leech his readers over to my blog also. (I’m all about sharing the blog love.)

When I first thought about what I could write in my guest blogger spot. I though I could do a figjam exposé (it’s French for reveal stuff!) But I thought no, I’m not that fickle. So I thought why don’t we do a little ‘this is your net-life Scoman’ (Some call it second life – I think I prefer Sco-life!) This involved much researching…… well ten minutes, and then I just made it all up! (I believe that's referred to as the "Wikipedia" approach to research - ScoMan) Sco has had a very fulfilling internet life as you are about to read.

Firstly what do we know about the man who refers to himself as Sco?

1) Firstly he allows us to know what he wants us to know – See title of Blog… (thus the majority of this entry is my imagination running overtime)
2) He has grey complexion, oh wait, no that’s just the colour of the photograph.
3) He likes hoods and could be the Unabomber (without the sunnies)
4) He’s a work in progress (so some of the info below may well be true!)
5) He likes to blog
6) He plays Xbox
7) He likes to write sea shanty’s
8) Psychopaths such as Dexter are just ‘part of his crew’
9) His name leads itself to super hero status; I’m thinking his superhero would be the one modelled on Dexter who takes out those who deserve to be taken out. Maybe not saving a cat from a tree so much…. But hey Sco could be a cat person who knows!
10) He has tried and is still attempting to make #rad a tending topic on Twitter with me (justsal) ** Remember people if you tweet and use ‘rad’ in your tweet make sure you hashtag it #Rad


Anyway – lets get into this is your Sco-life Scoman.

Scoman burst onto the internet around the same time as everyone else did, when it kicked off in 1997. He was like all the other ‘cool’ kids and had converted his Commodore 64 (Google it!) and Atari (Google it too!) gaming system into a server hub to allow him to surf the internet with his 25k dial up modem which was lightning fast with Netscape Navigator.

However after a while he upgraded to a ‘real’ computer and bought a 386 with a 56K dialup modem and realised that speed, was more than a white crystal you administered though some form of consumption / inhaling / injection (I don't follow- ScoMan). Speed of a 56k modem could be just as intoxicating as the white crystal, compared to his previous internet speed.

1999 came along and Sco was worried about the Y2k virus getting onto his computer and preventing him from getting on the net so he could do ‘research’ for Uni. (Read: Look at pictures and chat on IRC) So he waited with a bucket near by, a candle in hand and a bottle of water just in case the world imploded. He breathed a sigh of relief when the clock turned from 1999 – 2000 without sending the human race back to the dark ages. Plus the thought of him having to poo in a bucket was well a bit shit!

Skip forward five years and the internet has become even faster ADSL has arrived and Sco gets his ‘cable’ on…. He’s mesmerised that pictures load so fast, that they don’t come down line by line anymore, this just amazes Sco to the point that he ventures out into online gaming consoles and gets himself an Xbox (please note I’ve not bloody idea what year Xbox was released – lets not get pedantic!) Sco is exposed to a world of gaming at a level, that makes original wolfenstien, look well a little bit cheap and Atari like!

Soon Sco conquers the internet with his gaming console and racks up awards after awards in various games, it’s in 2006 he starts blogging (This original blog has now been removed due to national security concerns!) Sco moved his shiny new blog to the sacred land of blogs – Blogspot (no it’s not the name for an acne cream!) and shares his wit and re-worked Tool song lyrics for all us to enjoy.

Blogspot opened up a world for people to admire Sco, which he dubs these aforementioned people as ‘Scofans’ Scofans are those unique individuals with a wicked sense of humour who laugh at dickheads on facebook that Sco likes to bring attention too. Scofans are also intelligent individuals who have impeccable taste in blogs. (Now who's paying who?- ScoMan)

2008 Sco join the Twitter revolution, and expands his Scofan army through this medium. One fan in particular is Justsal, an unknown girl who finds this Scoman quirky and entertaining, thus a life long friendship is created through mutual admiration for various things (She pays him!) However the one thing that truly binds them together like “Shelly’s nomore gaps”, is the fact they are Flashforward buddies. A true partnership like no other, tweeting whilst the show goes out live on Australian TV having one another’s backs so that if one misses a line, the other can let them know what someone just said (It's mostly me having your back, admit it - ScoMan).

So Scofans now you know more about the man behind the Sco. You’re reading this because you’re a fan of his, which is super #Rad and hopefully if you’re got this far you’ve been entertained enough to check my blog out http://justsalsthoughts.blogspot.com/  Gratuitous self promotion.

Thanks for reading.

That’s all I’ve got.



Thanks Sal! One more thing you should all know is that tomorrow is Sal's birthday. And it's also her first day back at Uni. Sucky way to spend your birthday right? Well, make it easier for her by going over there and showing her some blog love.

February Stars #4- D*

Hello ScoFans!

It's time to share another February Star, but first I need to update the list in the sidebar to include the last one. Did I need to tell you I was doing that? Probably not. You can see that she's there now.

Today's February Star is D* of I'm Having a Moment and she stepped up when someone else stepped out. It kind of worked out well in the end I guess because I should have asked her right from the beginning. She can offer you something no other guest blogger can. Read on to find out what that is..

When ScoMan asked me to do a guest blog entry-I was flattered! After all, I am the one who introduced him to the joys of blogging. How good is he? Such wit and such a talented writer. (I didn't even have to pay her to say that. - ScoMan)

I kind of wracked my brain trying to think of something fabulous and impressive to write about. If anyone has read my blog you would know I’m not the most creative and deep of writers-I blog about Love and Men and how both of them together are sometimes fun and sometimes not-so-fun. I wanted to write something along the same scale as how he writes but I just can’t. There is only ScoMan, as I’m sure you will all agree.

So I thought I’d approach this in a different way. By writing about ScoMan. As he’s Blogspot blog address is called “You know what I allow you to know” I think I will provide you into an insight of how I know ScoMan and how fabulous he really is.

Hope you enjoy.

D*

* * *

I can always remember coming home after high school some 10 or so years ago, throwing my school bag on the floor, plonking my butt down on my hot pink computer chair and logging straight into Channel [V]’s chat rooms. It was almost our religion-all of my friends would sit on our PC’s for ages non-stop chatting in the “Interrogation Room” daily until we realised we had homework or had an assignment due in the morning..or once Mum would start yelling for us to go to bed.There were always the regular chatters who we all forged friendships with and to this day still speak on occasions to almost everyday.

ScoMan is one of those special people that I still speak to, after all this time.

Why we started chatting I can’t remember though. I do recollect that we were in a chat room that hardly anyone was in.(I'm pretty sure I lurked in the chat rooms noone was in, and then would pick off the people who wandered from the crowd - ScoMan) I think I may have dropped the a/s/l? line and we must’ve started chatting that way. For some reason I always thought he was much much older. He was always so meticulous with his punctuation and always so formal. He was always so mysterious and disclosed. But he was, and still is, one of the most genuinely caring, considerate, and rational people I have and will ever know.

We progressed to MSN messenger-which back in those days you know you were special enough to get an email exchange, and an excuse to chat to each other constantly if both were on MSN. We chatted everyday, and while he would stay so quiet and reserved, I was always my usual boisterous and dramatic self. I always-and by always I mean ALWAYS- told him about my boy dramas and he would always offer an ear and some sensible advice. And support. Lots of it.

And this went on for years. I think we did lose touch for a little while there, I was too busy galavanting around and had no time for MSN. I presume I signed in one day and ScoMan was online, and we started our usual chatting again.

So more years pass, and almost 2 years ago now I decided it was time for us to meet. I had no nervousness, no doubts. After all, we had known each other for so long...sightly..?

I flew 713 kms (I do remember promising I would one day fly back the other way. And I will - ScoMan). And when we did meet, it was awkward! I was not expecting to feel that way at all. I thought me being me, always the social butterfly, I could handle it and take charge to alleviate any anxieties (Nope, I dragged you down to my level- ScoMan), but we truly are two different people- I, on one hand, is loud. Extravagant, bossy, obnoxious. All in good ways, I promise. ScoMan on the other hand is quiet, reserved, humble. It was a clash.

Though we had our technical difficulties in the personality department, we experienced so many amazing things about each other that you could never experience over MSN. I personally think it kind of bonded us a little closer in many ways-we converse a little different, a little bit more comfort-abler and we accept that we don’t need to “chat” everyday to stay such good friends. He has always been there for me and always will.

Whether I’m signed into MSN or not.

x

So there she is. The person who got me blogging, got me on blogspot, got me on 20 something bloggers and is responsible for all of you being here. Isn't she a sweetheart?

Remember to head over to her blog which is about a single girl looking for love in a big city. They should really make a movie about that. Or better yet, a TV series which later becomes a movie.

February Star #3 - Stephanie

Hello ScoFans!

It's another round of February Stars while I continue sitting on my ass and only doing a bit of an intro. It's a good gig. Anyway, rather than link back to the old February Stars every post. I've added a link on my sidebar there so those who have missed all the fun can click and go back, or those who have enjoyed the previous posts can go back and relive.

I've also added a poll for the chorus of our Drunken Blogger project. For those still wanting to contribute, you can click the link just under the banner and go back to the post and add your two cents.

On to today's guest post. The Valentines day post. And looking through my blogroll, I though Stephanie was the most qualified to give us a post about all things love. She's written quite a bit lately about her online dating experiences (some were very funny, some were less funny but much nicer for her)

And she hasn't let me down, by taking us through a journey of true love...

Love; Do you really know what real love is?

I wholly know what love is all about and no, I’m not being a braggart. And, with my wealth of knowledge on all things involving love I shall share a sweet, sweet tale of such.

See, Mom has been convinced for the longest I’m damaged goods, afraid of commitment. See, that’s where the old lady is wrong. Granted, I’ve never had some great romance, well a great reciprocated romance, but let’s not get technical because I do believe a one sided romance counts for something. Yes? C’mon, really, I’ve had some major highs and lows, yet remained entirely devoted to many a man who seemed to not be…well we’re not getting technical, right?

Okay, so love is my specialty, which has been confirmed through the relationship with my charming, little darling, Timmy. Timmy is no man, child or relative. Timmy is a furry, four legged stink bomb of a canis lupus familiaris, or dog for short.

Now hold on one hot second. Before you get weird-ed out thinking this going to be some sort of peanut butter party, bestiality (another one with the bestiality.. first Daisy and maybe OmegaRadium and now this. Why must you people turn my blog into a home of animal sex stories? - ScoMan) sorta post, hold up. I’m talking about my beloved pet here, you sick son of a bitch! My feelings for young Timmy are innocent, pure, and completely unconditional.

Case in point:

Fast asleep, snuggled under the covers with my then boyfriend, I abruptly awoke to a strange, yet familiar scent in the air.

*sniff, sniff*
*sniff, sniff*

The distinct smell in the air confused me; did the boyfriend fart…did I fart…did the dog fart…what the hell!? I found the smell to be too strong to bear.

Although completely and utterly atypical, I decided and said ever so quietly to myself, “Ah, the dog must’ve shit in the living room”.

As I unwillingly peeled back covers to start my investigation, I noticed the texture and temperature of my comforter had changed. See, I’d just put my hand in dog shit, steaming hot, mushy dog diarrhea to be exact.

“Goddamnfuckingshit!” passed through my sleepy, suddenly irritated head, “Timmy shit the bed!”

Mind you, my apartment did not have washing and drying capabilities, so what else was I to do other than wake the then boyfriend, advising him to next make any sudden moves. Of course, with a weak stomach, he was of no help.
Considering it was the middle of the night, I was tired and all laundry mats were closed, I didn’t want to take a shit crusted comforter to the laundry mat 12 plus hours later when I got out of work at 5PM which would be followed by a two hour night class, I removed the comforter, carrying it into the bathtub for a good warm rinse.

Not once did I yell, scream, hit or threaten to disown my Timmy. No man or animal is exempt from a case of the bubble guts. During this hard time, my feeling didn’t falter. I exhibited nothing, but patience, acceptance and understanding, and that, my friends, is love.

Stephanie is the taller of the two, and the other, by process of elimination must be Timmy. Don't they look great together?

Wasn't that a great post though? Well, you can read more of Stephanie's stuff over at her blog Not the Oxygen. Do it. You know you want to.

February Stars #2 - OmegaRadium

Hello ScoFans!

Remember you can check out Daisy, the last February star here. Not a lot of people got there the other day. Go now. Don't make me hurt you.

Today's post is interesting. It's interesting in that.. I haven't read it. I have no idea what he talks about. He could be saying all sorts of mean stuff about me in there. But, when he started with a warning about Dexter Series 4 spoilers, I had to close my eyes and look the other way. And then I realised I could just close the window, which was hard to do with my eyes closed.

I will tell you though he is a great blogger. His posts are always interesting and he is great with words. But again, I'll let the post speak for itself. So here he is.. OmegaRadium...

The Women Who Change Us

*****DEXTER Season 4 SPOILER ALERT!!*****
IF YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED DEXTER SEASON 4, STOP READING NOW!
*****DEXTER Season 4 SPOILER ALERT!!*****

Hello ScoFans!

I'm OmegaRadium from the "Differential Diagnosis" blog and I'm here to deliver a special message to the readers. Despite what ScoMan may want you to believe, not all of us on the blogosphere are super models blogging in our spare time away from the New York & Paris runways. Well, at least not initially...

I don't believe I was ever a super attractive kid by any means. Sporting a Jim Carey “bowl cut” from “Dumb & Dumber” for much of my pre-high school years certainly didn't win me any fashion awards!

Throughout high school, I found myself lacking in my clothing style, my hairstyle, and even my smile, which in turn affected my confidence. Of course, I was completely clueless how I would remedy these issues, until I met this one girl. Sure, she broke my heart, but before all the heartache and tears, she cared enough about me to help set me straight and mold me into what would eventually become a better man.

As our love slowly blossomed over the years, so did my style. I ditched the glasses, changed my hair, and began wearing more "acceptable" clothes. The change wasn’t just physical, I mentally felt more confident and as a result, I slowly came out of my shell. I felt great, like a new person, and many of the same girls who wouldn't give the old me the time of day before, suddenly wanted to "get to know me better."

Nothing boosts a man's confidence more than having to turn down/reject a female's advances, especially one whom he'd have given anything to attract just years prior.

One of the most important things I've learned from these helping females is to, "MAKE AN EFFORT" to be who you want to be. When you make an effort to look nice, people will notice. Little things such as ironing your clothes, keeping your hair nice and neat, moisturizing, trimmed nails, and a clean shaven face can go a long way.

I guess the main point of this post is to thank all the females reading this for the time & effort they've put into helping their own boyfriends, ex-boyfriends, and any other men in their lives, towards becoming a better man. It's because of you caring females that this former "nerd" has evolved into a more "date-able" bachelor.

Why do I bring this up? Well, thanks to several of my friend's recommendations, and ScoMan's constant tweeting & blogging about Dexter, I finally gave in and started Dexter Season 1. Two months later, I finish watching Dexter Season 4.

*****DEXTER Season 4 SPOILER ALERT!!*****
IF YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED DEXTER SEASON 4, STOP READING NOW!
*****DEXTER Season 4 SPOILER ALERT!!*****

The realization of Rita’s untimely death at the hands of the “Trinity" killer truly broke my heart. Rita, like most women, just wanted what was best for her man. She helped bring Dexter out of his shell and slowly morphed him from a recluse into a full blown family man. Not your typical family man mind you, but she played a huge role in improving his quality of life nonetheless.

Sure the heartbreak sucked, and we may never truly get over it, but in the end, these caring women give us so much more than they could ever take by paving the way for us to become better men, and in turn have even better relationships in the future. So, thanks ladies! Rest in peace Rita Morgan.

Thanks for making your man a better man!














Yes I did press enter like 10 times to make sure I didn't read any of the end of the post. It's weird posting an entry here that I know nothing about. But I do know about his post "Dodging Bullets" that I quite enjoyed.

Thanks again OmegaRadium. I'm sure the post was brilliant.

I'll read it next Thursday, I promise.

Tune in on Sunday for my next February Star. Until then, make sure you check out the two already featured. Oh, and don't forget you can still contribute to the "Drunken Blogger" thing at the top of the screen.

February Stars #1 - Daisy

The first of my February stars, and also lifesaver who was willing to bring her guest post two weeks forward when I had a cancellation at the last minute is Daisy of 1,2,3... ELEVEN Petals. I won't talk up her blogging, I'll let her blogging talk for itself. I will say on a personal level she is also an incredibly friendly and nice person. Without further ado, the first of my February Stars... No need to build the suspense, you already know who it is. Take it away Daisy.

Hello ScoFans!! Happy Sunday!! My name is Daisy and ScoMan kindly asked me to guest blog for you all today. When he first asked me I was like, “Yeah sure! That’d be great!” and then I read his post last Sunday and GULP – talk about a little pressure!! Yikes!!

So I sent ScoMan a little FB message asking for content suggestions for this guest post and I bet you’d NEVER guess that he suggested I write about bestiality. HAHA! (Don't judge me. I was only trying to help based on what I know has worked with this audience in the past. You're the sickos, not me. Please don't leave though. I love you all you sick, sick freaks - ScoMan) But considering I didn’t even know what that meant or that people even did stuff like that until we learned about disordered sexual behavior in my Human Sexuality class in college, well, I don’t really have much to say on the topic.

And yeah … it’s true – I was a little sheltered and naive growing up in a land of butterflies and fairies. But no worries – I snapped out of THAT land REALLY fast when I hit – oh … about 21 – and now my happy rainbow land has a few moths and maybe a couple of skeletons (GASP!) along with lots of fairies, pretty bunnies and fluffy puppies. :) Wahoo!! wicked.

So anyway, ScoMan’s next suggestion was to give you a quick rundown of my blog. But because I don’t want to bore you too much I’m going to just give you a quick summary - I mean like text talk/twitter-ish/FB status short, quick. :)

How it began:

Love@1st-sighted an Aussie in Vegas. Moved 2 AUS 4 Grad School. CULTURE SHOCK! Heartbreak. Recovery and then a lil Aw! and WAHOO!! w/a dash of wicked.

And what is going on now:

Love@1st-sighted a Yank in Sydney. Traveled across AUS w/him. Got stranded, had some adventure, and then a lil Aw! and WAHOO! w/a dash of wicked.

So if you’re interested in that feel free to cruise over to my blog and check it out – if not – no biggie!! After all, from those quick descriptions it would appear that I play my life on repeat (omgosh it’s true!!) but I’m not going to talk about that today. YAY!! Today I thought I’d use this opportunity to talk about something I can’t talk about on my blog. Dating older men.

My apologies in advance to anyone this offends. I really have nothing against older dudes. I’m all for dating them – they have so much life experience – you can learn so much from them! etc. But recently I dated this guy and it KILLED me that I couldn’t blog about it. (ok actually there are TWO guys I’ve been dying to blog about) The first one was only like 42 but – one time I was lying down on his couch – and he leaned over to kiss me – and I opened my eyes and had to SHUT THEM IMMEDIATELY. Gravity had pulled his face into a wrinkly mess – and I swear he looked like my Grandpa!!! omgosh – lol. I didn’t know what to do!!! It’s like – I KNOW it’s about what’s on the inside that counts – but …well … umm … let’s put it this way … My mom told me this, “Honey the day you photoshopped the wrinkles out of his neck was the day I knew the relationship wasn’t going to last.”

Before:

After (and yeah I know – I added too much exposure to my face):

(Okay, I should have known that photo was photoshpped when you first used it. It's all so clear now- ScoMan)

AAALLLLRRRIIIGGGHHHTTTT and there you have it … I don’t know that I’d stoop to such photoshop lows now (I mean it has been 6 months and all – which means I’m like HEAPS more mature and stuff) unless you count my recent photoshopping fun on my blog as a new low… but umm … yeah ….

*uncomfortable silence*

Maybe I’ll skip the story about the other guy who seemed in shape but had to rest his head on the pillow when we made out because he wasn’t REALLY in shape …

Umm …

WHAT??

*another uncomfortable silence*

Oh I know!! I’ll throw in a few photos of a couple of highlights from other adventures I’ve blogged about to end on a high note. (Koala Park, New Zealand, Sydney and an Aerial view from a small chartered plane flying over the pink lakes in Western Australia) Have a great day!!

(Ha, you know how I feel about Seagulls. Couldn't resist could you Daisy? - ScoMan)

There you have it. Thank you very much Daisy for stepping up this week and for doing such a fantastic job of it. Remember, you can find Daisy's blog here but what I really recommend is finding a slab of time and going through a few of her recent posts.

If you like stories that involve betrayal, love, blood and wenchfaces you should read this series.. seriously, it's quite an adventure..

Ditched in a Foreign Country
UPDATE - Dang I wish I had my American ANYTHING
A Cemetery, My 101 List and some Blue Mountains
The Aquarium, the Wildlife Park, the Opera House and a Proposition
Brisbane and being ditched in Noosa
The Boiling Pot and the car that was SUPPOSED to be there but wasn't
The next installment - I let my guard down

And that's where she's left us hanging.

Tune in mid week for the next of our February stars.

February Stars

Hello ScoFans!

I've got quite a bit to get through today. I don't know if I'll get through everything, I might cut stuff that seemed like a good idea before but now is not such a good idea, so let's see how we go.

First though, even though I wasn't really going to do the awards thing any more, I do have a couple to get out there. Let's start and end with awards. While I still have everybody's attention, this one came from Meredith at (flash) pasteurized.



That's right. Meredith thinks I'm a gorgeous lady of blogging. I think she really just wanted to see me dressed up in an evening gown again. Who can blame her? I do choose gowns that highlight my awesome legs.

Anyway, I'm not going to lie to you. Ever since this award was first created us guys have been eying it off as you girls selfishly passed it on to one another. We'd even email each other and complain about how it was unfair, and none of us would ever receive it. With that in mind, I am going to pass this award on to..

• Differential Diagnosis
  
• Ed's Funny Pages
• Sophisticated Lunacy
• 365 Days of People
  
• Coffeypot
• and any other males reading this

Next, Nomad made it through to the next round of his competition. Click on his blog above (365 days of People) and get over there and voting this week between Sunday and Wednesday. I'll even make you a deal.. IF he wins, I will do something cool for you, my readers.

I'll put up a poll and let you decide what that cool thing is (vlog, a giveaway, something out of my comfort zone to blog about.. any other ideas you guys list below) to thank you all for voting. He's only just made it the last few weeks, so every one of your votes will be important. Do this for me, and I'll do something for you.

And get your followers to vote as well. Let's see if we can pull off what I think, would be a bit of a shock victory after the way voting has gone the last few weeks (Cheryl is way too popular)

But now for the point of this weeks post..

Foo Fighters have inspired me.

They have inspired me to take a month off writing blogs. I'll still be doing thisisTuesday and Facebook Fail Friday, but that's hardly writing. That's pretty pictures and flashy gimmicks.

But for the next month, I won't be writing anything of any real content. (Well, maybe one thing. I have promised to do a Travel Aboard Thursday at Cheap Therapy. I don't know when it will be. Keep an eye out over there to learn about Australia)

So instead of writing this month, I have chosen some February Stars of my very own. The title is about them anyway. The song not so much. How temporary their stars are will be up to them and up to all of you.

I have chosen five bloggers (I chose 6, one declined) to guest post during the month of February. Five blogs that I have been following for awhile, but don't have the followers I think they should. They're all great, but for some reason they have gone unnoticed. They are hidden gems of the bloggosphere, and it's time I shared these gems with the world.

Guest blogging has bought a lot of people this way. Whether it be the blog for Insomniac Lolita, PinkNic's Planet or Speaking From the Crib, I'm sure that it was drew a lot of you this way, and I think now it's time for me to give some other people the chance to get a bit more recognition for their blogging.

And when I return in March I will hopefully be a bit more motivated, because the last few weeks I haven't really been feeling it.

Besides, you will always be able to turn to Twitter to experience my wit in 146 characters or less. Wit like this..

Thanks to SleepyJane for being the only one who laughed at that last one when it went live. To the rest of you who gave me *crickets*, you don't know what funny is.

I'll leave you today, and for a month, which an example of why it's important to have an OGOM (this is from Facebook messages to each other)

Me to him..

Anyway, thanks to Facebook we can keep in touch (you're not getting rid of me that easily), but if Collingwood beat Essendon this year (unlikely as it may be), expect me to disappear from the Internet for a month or two.

Him to me..

I have not moved yet so may bump into you, if Essendon beats Collingwood the bump might be with my car at high speed.

Oh, and remember to click the link just below the banner to tell me what we should do with the drunken blogger.

Wait, there was that other award.

This one is from PrimA..

Last time I received this award, I didn't really know what to do with it. This time I know I'm supposed to list 10 things that make me happy, so here we go..

1. Family
2. My Xbox
   
3. Blogging
4. The fact all my shows will hopefully be back in the next 2 weeks
   
5. Fantasizing about actually going on a holiday this year
   
6. The sound of rain on the roof
   
7. My iTouch
   
8. Spending a whole day with a DVD marathon
   
9. The soundtracks to Dr Horrible, Commentary and Repo
   
10. The thought of Nomad winning his competition
    

I'll pass this on to anyone who hasn't received the award yet and has left a suggestion for the drunken blogger.

And that concludes our broadcast day...