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Oct 8

October's Dog's Bollocks

Posted on Wednesday, October 8, 2008 in Arty Farty, Awards!

Indeed and it is time for this month’s winner of the ‘Dog’s bollocks of the month’ award! 

It’s a recognition I devised that’s different from the other awards fellow bloggers spin around, in that it’s not a meme.  It’s a button that you get just for you, just because you’re you.  You don’t get to pass it on and, (I’m looking at you, Maxi) you most definately cannot sell it.

This month’s winner of Dog’s bollocks of the month goes to:

Sam, Problemchildbride!

This is not just because of the quality of her content (which I’ll go into in a minute), but a lot of it has something to do with the new design… a combination of the colour and the desolate but slightly cheeky banner has me feeling like I’m under a duvet with a torch reading on the sly.

As for the content… well, you most likely all know her by now.  I’m a huge fan of the unusual, and you can’t get much more unusual than this- her fiction lures you into a false sense of security and then slaps you with a wet fish across the face periodically.  It’s strange, it’s weird, it always has a moral in it somewhere, and I love it.

I offer for your reading amoozment:

The Gloomsome Tale Of Jed, Goat Of The Night ; a random work of fiction (it’s hard to choose just one) that seems to be an allegory of something else entirely, so much so that you might wish that all News items could be described like this. 

Short One Act Play Followed By In-Depth Analysis And Commentary ; This post makes me realize that I’m being a big fat whingeing cow when I’m thinking I’ve got nothing to write about… talk about conjuring up a mind bending post out of thin air?  Genius!

Telly ; A post about how Sam has forsaken Telly for the new media… pretty much like meself.  I commend you Sam on your resolution and clean break from the time-wasting slave box that is TV and your efforts to wean the ickle ones from its grasp.  That’s not easy.  I sympathise a lot.

Good on yeh, PCB!  There’s a pair of Dog’s bollocks winging their way to you by email so lettuce know if you got them safely!  Misdirected bollocks are a painful thing.

Bring on the comments

  1. Holy poo, girl! This is great, Gr8 even! Thankyou, thankyou! I’m not worth all these lovely words but I am delighted you like me stories. From yourself, this is praise indeed and I feel all chuffed and puffed. However, I have a bathroom to clean now and and a pile of muddy laundry. That’ll bring me back to earth.

    Cheers, K8
    x

  2. Have to add: there’s no way I could have come up with the header. It was made for me by this remarkable fella.

  3. Maxi Cane says:

    Too late, I sold it but the new owner brought it back to me, so I drove out to a country lane and pretended to bring it for a walk and drove off suddenly leaving it yelping after the car as I cackled to myself.

    Then the DSPCA caught up with me, gave it back to me and said that if I didn’t want it I should re-home it properly.

    So this is me commenting on your blog from my phone from right inside the local questionable chinese take away.

    Think that’s tough?

    I think it’s pretty ruff!

  4. John Braine says:

    Dogs bollocks indeed. I saw this post a few days ago and kept it for today. Thanks for sharing! Telly post is spot on. I’ve such a love hate relationship with the tellybox.

  5. K8 says:

    Problemchildbride; It’s all good, chicklet. Good luck with the laundry, I feel your pain.

    Maxi; Hmm.. it’ll be a while before I order chicken balls and curry sauce again.

    John; Bang on, innit? It’s so true… very difficult to knock TV without sounding uppity. Right, I’m off to watch that ‘My name is Earl’ boxset again for the 7th time.

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