Welcome to another edition of Sunday Smorgashboard! Today I give you the finest samples of delightful snacks from across the blogosphere…
In a world of hourglass figures and defined muscular toned frames it is important that we all are comfortable with ourselves for who we are as opposed to how others tell us we should be. Avitable took the time out from his busy schedule to write a letter to his body and thank it for being what it is… and more importantly… what it can consume.
Dave2 celebrated Leap Day in a great and spectacular way. I’m all about the jumping… and the fedora.
This past week DutchBitch turned 21!!! She also announced the winner of her head worshiper contest. Let the flock of worshipers grow!!!
Poppy had a bad hair day. Personally… I’m all about the look… especially in the morning… especially when… well… yeah… I’m just all about it. Plus she’s also promoting something that’s going to be quite the awesome… although not as awesome as she is.
Geeky Tai-Tai had an interesting guest poster who explained the difference between amateur karaoke and professional karaoke. Pros just do it better.
Robin learned a hard lesson… no one puts Pilot in the carrier. No one. Or, at least no one who expects to receive some Pilot love for the next week.
Miss Britt showed us that it isn’t easy being a self-shooting centerfold. Of course though… nothing compares to the power of the shoe.
Frankie had a post titled with my new favorite word. Someone call those dictionary people. It needs to be added asap.
Mona Mildew actually has a story that deals with bureaucracy AND it has a relatively happy ending. Granted… the beginning sucked… but alls well that ends well, ya know?
Finally…
It seems that EVERYONE is getting a radio show lately. Now in all fairness, Mr. Fab was the pioneer and was followed closely by Turnbaby. Now Snackie and KyraSutra each have shows too! Now I’ll be honest, I don’t listen to these shows live but I do subscribe to them through iTunes for the morning commute. So now with four radio shows to listen to, I’m good up until Friday. So who is going to be the next blogger to take to the internet airwaves and complete my week? Will it be you?
And thus concludes another session of snacking delicious tasty treats from my blogosphere. Have a good one…
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.
