(I generally keep away from the Internet during the weekends, and all day last Friday was a sabbatical of sorts for me.)
Imagine my delight -- Seriously, imagine it. I'll wait. -- when I saw that two of my fellow bloggers decided to bestow awards upon my little blog!
Anne, over at Piedmont Writer, has given Ducks the following award:
She presented this to a handful of us who are "newer" to this blogging universe. (Thank you, Anne!!)
Lindsey, over at The Write Words, gave Ducks the following award:
Lindsey apparently likes the humor over here and that means a lot to me. (Thank you, Lindsey!!)
So that gives the Ducks a total of three awards presented by fellow bloggers! I'm not going to lie, that makes me feel good. It's always nice when someone appreciates something you're doing... especially out here in Web 2.0. I mean, there isn't a lot (read as "any") financial gain, so blogging really becomes centered on connecting with readers and trying to make them smile or learn about something new.
Generally-speaking, my intent with this blog is to provide humorous content. I figure that you guys recognize my lack of seriousness when I touch base on topics such as Justin Bieber being pregnant or the timeless measure of the greatness of sliced bread.
I think of this blog as like having a column, which is something that has always appealed to me. Well, maybe not "always*." When I was three years old, the thought of having a column did not interest me nearly as much as bright colors, shiny objects and toys.
*Check out Missed Periods fantastic post on the use of absolutes. (Her blog is always brilliant.)
But having a column has appealed to me since I was in my early teens and started reading Dave Berry's syndicated column. Sports Illustrated's Rick Reilly and espn.com's The Sports Guy are two others who I have admired/envied through the years. (I wonder how often admiration and envy could be paired together.)
So now Duck Out Of A Row is kind of like my own little column. Sure, it's not appearing in any newspapers or magazines, but that's okay with me. I'm having fun writing and hopefully you're having fun reading.
Awards note: I think I'm going to hold onto the awards I receive and hand them back out in an annual "event." I know that sometimes they are expected to be passed on to multiple bloggers, but I'm going to do one blog per award. (That's just how I roll.)
Some random thoughts:
The-Dream and Christina Milian have apparently broken up. I didn't even know they were together. Heck, I don't even know who The-Dream is, or, more importantly, why he opts for the hyphen. (Seems unnecessary to me, but what do I know?)
I'm not sure if Christina Milian is a singer or actress, but you just have to know she's famous if she is -- or "was," as the case apparently is -- with someone who calls himself "The-Dream." I mean, that just doesn't happen in real life. Can you imagine being at the doctor's office when the following happens:
Nurse Stevens walks through the door and into the waiting room. "Is Jason Reynolds here? Mr. Reynolds? No?" To herself, she says "Okay, Jason Reynolds must have bolted or been taken away by the appropriate authorities," while crossing off a name on her clipboard. Then Nurse Stevens looks back up and announces "The-Dream? Is The-Dream present?"
"Yo, The-Dream's here. That's me."
"Alright, The-Doctor will see you now about that rash."
Or how about this:
"The-Dream, when you take out the trash, remember to close the lids tight. We had raccoons going through there and... Oh, no. No, you DID NOT just roll your eyes at me! Listen here, The-Dream, you keep giving me attitude like that and you'll be sleeping on The-Couch!"
I really need to come up with my own name... one that starts with an article. "Why, hello there. I'm The Man. I keep people down." (Note: Obviously, I would not choose the “hyphenise” route, myself. But please don't misconstrue this as me judging The-Dream for doing so. Free country and all...)
(Another note: It's not often, or ever, that I say "Why, hello there." As such, I'm not sure why I wrote it like that. Could I delete it at this point? Yeah. Am I going to? No.)
Okay, maybe I don't need to come up with a name like that. I had almost forgotten that I'm not an arrogant d-bag, which people would probably think of me as being.
Unrelated to The-Dream... I just read that Bristol Palin and Levi Johnston are engaged and not having sex. Not sure why I needed to know that second part, but I'll store it away in case it's ever life-saving information... which it probably will be. (You have no idea what kind of life I lead.)