It’s been a whirlwind day. I was up at 7:30 to teach and spent the rest of the afternoon working through the e-mail backlog, which included several tasks Alex asked for Monday. I got nearly all done except one: does anyone out there know who Tricia Fish’s agent is?
Alex asked to find out about the Bloggies, so I did. He’s pimping, so I might as well. If all three of you 101 readers work extra hard, maybe you can make me a finalist. I kid. I actually have about two or three times as many regular readers, and not all of them are related to me.
Here’s how to secure for me fleeting fame. Go to the Bloggies page that I just linked for your ease of use. Scroll down, and fill in the blanks. Feel free to nominate for any category – cut and paste can work wonders – but I’ll feel funny winning anything but:
Best Canadian Weblog (Come to think of it, I’ll feel funny winning that, too.)
Best Tagline of a Weblog (“Wherein your host holds forth on the fancy of the moment,” which I think is pretty damned clever.)
Most Humorous Weblog (Less commentary on me than on the sad state of public humour.)
Best Writing of a Weblog (‘Cuz I can write complex thoughts with not using big words.)
Best-Kept-Secret Weblog (The winner of this one is called Miss Congeniality.)
Best New Weblog (Comes with a toy bandwagon to hop on.)
Go forth and nominate.
Speaking of blogs, Alex also pointed out a new one by the writers responsible for Grey’s Anatomy. Grey Matter joins the blogroll and pushes out Josh Friedman, who hasn’t posted since December 5, alas. I also added another celebrity: Sir Tim Berners-Lee. It was either him or Joe Rogan.