Welcome to another edition of the Sunday Smorgashboard. This is actually edition number Sixty-Nine! What a torrid affair this will end up being… so let’s get started on the best posts from my blogosphere this week…
In a week that saw the Democratic Party’s political crisis somewhat resolve itself, Shiny decided that it was time that he pontificated his political point of view. Be sure to read the disclaimer or you’ll be in trouble.
In an unprecedented move, Dan may just become a political advisor for the future of American politics. He’s English, and they are all about efficiency… which also explains why Charles will never be King.
While the rest of the country crumbles into recession, B has finally gotten out of debt! Someone needs to make her Secretary of the Treasury or something. Just hide the governmental Macy’s card.
It turns out that DutchBitch has found a man close to my own modus operandi… a heavy sleeper. I would have Hulk Smashed the damn thing.
The AARP has found their newest spokesperson in none other than Miss Britt. It’s for a campaign to appeal to younger grandmas across the country.
It turns out that Tug knows some people who can see the humor in everything. So that’s what it looks like when they’re a spitter…
Poor Frankie experienced a severe breach of security on her blog. Let this be a lesson to you all… update, update, and then update again.
With the price of gas going up incessantly, Othurme found the perfect road sign for fuel stops everywhere. Of course, getting kissed first is extra.
In case you missed it, Poppy and I took our princess for a haircut. She is now officially Queen of the
JungleApartment.
Hellohahanarf points out that there are some things that a woman can’t live without after their hockey team loses Lord Stanley’s Cup yet again. No… there’s no materialism there… really.
Rachel had a very interesting survey on whether or not men should open car doors for women. Unfortunately there is no option for bicycles… so it’s not only a gas saver but a chivalry neutral mode of transportation!
And finally…
A big congratulations to Bearette on finally giving birth June 4th to an 8 pounder. Of course, gratuitous baby in a purple pom-pom hat pictures can be found here. “Ooooohhhh”ing and “Ahhhhhh”ing is not only recommended… it is encouraged.
Have a great week!
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.
