Generosity Awards

Thank you to my friend Angelika for passing on the above awards to me. Normally only one award is given, but this is a special GENEROSITY award, and so, in addition to the Generosity Award itself, it comes with four other awards. Here are the rules for the Generosity Award:

1) Show generosity towards others in the blogging community by giving a small gift of appreciation. This can be free advertising, a card in the mail, or anything else your imagination takes you.

2) Send this award to at least five others. If you wish to send the award to more then that, feel free to. Generosity has no limits.
3) Link back to the person who sent you this award.
4) Copy the rules as well as the award into your post.
5) Enjoy yourself and have fun!

Although I do not pass on awards to others, I will gladly show my generosity by displaying advertising for eight other bloggers who have in the past themselves been generous to my blog.

These eight will be:

A., Alison, Chica, Debbie, Ettarose, Janet, Lidian and Sheila.

These ads will be kept on my blog for a full 15 minutes each. Kidding. Say... one week each. And instead of just plastering them all in a big lump (my blog format doesn't really have room to display several ads anyway), I will run one advert for a week prominently in my sidebar, and then another the following week. This gives old Max such a warm feeling that he might just make this a permanent feature in his sidebar. Think of it: an ad on this very blog running for a week, which 4 or 5 people who already know you might see. Ok. It's the thought that counts. 

The Chosen One is in Europe for a few days

President Obama is the best man, the right man, for the job. He is going to get us out of this economic mess Bush got us into. I really respect his intelligence and experience.

April fool.

Okay, so McCain wouldn't have been any better.

Where is a fighter like Gordon Brown when you need him?

Trolls and cigarette butts at Walmart

Dear Ettarose:

I enjoyed your cigarette butt-snatching troll post. So this may interest you.

I have a friend who used to work at our local uranium mine before he shot himself in the leg to collect disability. Anyway, now he works at Walmart. Sort of. He's there, anyway. I saw him the other day after months of not seeing him and asked him where he had been. He said he had been at Walmart every day and I just hadn't seen him because they had put him in the baby food department so no one would see him. I guess he was sneaking around and scaring the customers. I mention this only because he DOES look like a troll. But he doesn't smoke (I think he is afraid to go outside.) Plus he still glows in the dark from being down in the uranium mine all those years. This is a true story so don't be rolling your eyes at me. The only reason I saw him was that he had sneaked out of the baby department just long enough to rip off a can of cashews. So at least I still know he is alive.

Max