So it’s been a few weeks since we did a solid Sunday Smorgashboard of the tastiest bits in my blogosphere.  So make some room next to those hot dog’s… because this is the true blog post of champions… let the Snacking begin!

First, a big congrats to Marty (aka Chilly) on his recent nuptials.  Luckily for him, not only do I know a great divorce attorney… I know where to get a killer rum cake too.

Lisa illustrates just how much healthcare in the US sucks balls.  It doesn’t matter if it’s Elephant balls or Donkey balls… it’s still sucking them.  Oh, and Sloane-Kettering in Manhattan sucks balls too.  How can a hospital do that you may ask?  Easy… they are a private hospital.  I do have to question their incorporation status though… I thought they were a 501(c)3 Not-For-Profit… but they’re behavior is that of a For-Profit hospital.

This past week also saw the recaps of BrittCon 2008 from Karl, Hellohahanarf, and of course Miss Britt herself.  We saw some fuzzy neon worms, heard about boxing up cockroaches for the midnight munchies, and that you should always bring extra batteries for your camera or miss the opportunity to take a picture of a sweet transvestite.  Good times people… good times.

Poppy made me worry… only to leave herself one of the best comments ever left on a blog.  *SWOON*

Just like how television is going from analog to digital… Avitable is going from black and white to color.  Its progress people… all about progress.

Sour celebrated Canada Day in style!  I love me some dancing beaver… really… dance beaver!  Dance!

Neil revealed the truth about pornography.  I’m glad someone finally delved deep enough to find out why I quit the business… it’s alot of work to keep you womenfolk pleasured

In the de-escalating real estate market, Black Belt Momma was able to sell her house.  Now all she has to do is pack… and maybe pass on the info on her real estate agent.  And the mint tea recipe.

Hellohahanarf also celebrated her birthday the same day that Shelli’s Golden Child celebrated hers!  Is that perhaps a sign???  Don’t worry Shelli, I know a good convent.

And finally for the money shot post…

This week Dave wrote a post I wish I had written.  I had been thinking about the very topic ever since reading about the whole Sweeney/Mrs. Fussy Blog Drama of June 2008 debacle.  I may at some point still post something about it, although by then I’m sure by then there would have been another round of the mommy blogger feeding frenzy as they try to eat their own… but in the meantime… his post is exactly what I wanted to convey.

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 350+ 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.