Yet another week in my blogosphere has concluded… and while it is a holiday weekend that is known for a great decrease in blog reading (apparently there ARE some of us with lives) I will still give all of you… the diehard blog readers… some very tasty morsels to feast on…
So the ongoing mystery in the blogosphere is the sudden disappearance of Girl, Dislocated. Sort of like a summer blockbuster, she finally posted a teaser this week. Considering the description… and the fact I’m all about lewd comments… she must be in New York somewhere.
The Scandalous Bitches were at it again. This time, besides their live radio show, they’re pushing an agenda for male strip searching in airports. Wanna know the real scandal? They <3 me… as the picture above proves… don’t be a hater now, k?
The Meme-trendsetter Avitable did a close analysis of his desk. This lead to Dave taking the time to analyze his workspace and Bluepaintred revealing that women instinctively gravitate towards the kitchen. Of course the actual inspiration for all of this was Sheila, when she was showing the next location in the never ending search for Jimmy Hoffa. If anyone can find him… it’ll be Avi.
With summer coming to a close the new season of television is right around the corner. Fluff is gearing up and my new favorite Fluffer did a review of the Heroes Season One DVD unaired series premiere. If you haven’t watched Heroes, well you better get on the bandwagon before the September 24 Season Two premiere.
I’ve always had a soft spot in my heart for instrumental music the likes of Yanni and The Trans-Siberian Orchestra. It turns out that Georgie doesn’t feel the same way. This is one more reason why Poppy needs to kick the kitty to the curb and adopt a dawggy.
Do you have a headache? Perhaps it is because of your recent infidelity? Thanks to Angel for providing the appropriate medical answer to all those people who are Googling that question. She lives to serve.
It’s always a big deal when you get your OWN domain on your OWN hosting for the first time… because that’s when you learn that if blogging was a class… you’d be special ed. Luckily for Mutt Royalty… she has more of a clue than most.
In 60 days, Halloween is upon us. Luckily, for all of us males anyway, ANO has already made her choice of a hawt Halloween Costume. In fact… she already has it! I think we need to start a petition for pics… like ASAP.
Did I mention that Jester may very well be my new hero? Yeah… well he was until the Secret Service arrested him two hours ago for suspicious packaging.
Finally, just when you’ve thought you’ve seen every type of deviant device ever created by man… Mr. Fab (who IS a man genetically at the very least) delivers deviance to a new level.
So there it is… the fruits of the laborers in my blogosphere… have a good and safe weekend…
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.
