While I have a ton of interesting observations and stories to recount from my past 48 hours going from the urban metropolis known as New York City, to the quaintness of New Hampshire’s Portsmouth, and back down to the rumble wars of the Pop Warner Cheerleading Competition in New Jersey’s Bridgewater… instead I will give you my traditional recap of the past week in my very own blogosphere… for what would Smorgashboard Sunday be without a Smorgashboard…
First things first… you need to go wish Monique a Happy Birthday!!! We’ll wait for you to get back…
Luin points out that even famous people are really just people. Hear that Britney Bitch??? Your just a person like the rest of us!!! Now get the hell outta my newsfeeds!!!
As it turns out Girl, Dislocated is going to be homeward bound very soon! She wants an ice coffee when she gets off the plane. Had it been a French Vanilla, light with cream and four Splendas, I might have been able to oblige… so anyone like raspberry white moca???
With all of the airport bathroom issues recently, Red thinks now is the time to address a serious question on public toilet etiquette. Personally, I’m all for the bigger stall.
There is only one thing more dangerous than a woman with a new credit card… its a woman with a new cell phone. Humanity beware… Sarcastica has unlimited nights and weekends.
While I may be a member of the iCult, I have not taken it to such an extreme as to warrant raised eyebrows from mailmen. Of course, I’m not a veteran worshipper like Bluepaintred yet. Maybe one day… one day…
As CP points out, while distance makes the heart grow fonder and the sanctity of love immeasurable… we still need to keep our priorities in order.
Anyone miss Heather??? Well at least she has valid reasons for not blogging. I was all good with the aliens too… until they tried to shove a watermelon where it just would not fit. I hope Mr. Fab asks her that tonight on Pointless Drivel Live @ 7:00pm EST. Which also reminds me, if you have NOT voted for Fab yet… you better do it. ‘Cause somebody told me, that someone else had said, that their third cousin heard that it is an imperative action for all of humanity.
Poor Dawn has another mouth to feed. Well… okay… I’m really not pitying her. It’s more like jealousy.
If you think you may need a playground enforcer for the local park or nursery school, then Dan has just the man for the job. I pity the fool who tries to steal a swing in his yard.
Finally…
The terror that is Poppy ripped through Florida with avengeance. Of course, anytime you get the chance to have dinner with Avitable and Miss Britt would be a special occasion… even the gator thought so. With her getting ready to leave B a shambles next… it makes me wonder how the cereal will fare…
So that wraps up this past week. The upcoming week should be interesting… unless of course I get detained or deported for possible terrorist activity at the airport tomorrow. I can see the headline now… Cereal Terrorist Captured With French Accomplice!!!
It will be at the very least… interesting.
As a reward for feeding me with my internal thirst for reading materials… I designed this simple button for those who may want to display their Snacked upon status proudly:
Additionally… because I am beyond benevolent and loving contrary to what some people believe… here is the code for you to use with a permalink directly to this post. So if your blog was snacked upon today, all you need to do is copy and past the code:
Smorgashboard Sunday is a weekly compilation of interesting posts, pictures, and videos that I have found within the 250+ feeds of personal or personal related blogs that I currently read. Due to the volume of blogs and the 10-12 posts I limit myself to comment on, there may be times when posts that you author do not appear. This is not to say that you did not have a good post, or an important post, or even a post I did not read because in all likelihood I did indeed read it. This simply means that for that week(s) that you are excluded… well… I thought other posts were better choices for the Snacking. This does not mean I don’t like you, I don’t love you, or that I don’t read you. It just means that for that week(s), I chose other posts but there is always the possibility of next week. Unless.
Unless you cry, whine, send me e-mail messages begging me to feature you, send e-cards with links to the posts you want linked, tell me how I don’t love you, tell me how I don’t like you, tell me how sad you are, tell me how I don’t read you even though you know I did because I commented that week, and/or try to muscle me with threats of large “goombas” paying a visit. If you do any of that… then hold your breathe until you see yourself on the Smorgashboard again. While your doing that… go get a white hat and get yourself some Smurfberry Pie ‘cause you’ll be blue before you see it.
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