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¡Carambolage Rocks! (Apparently)

Gather the barber shop quartet! Roll the Drums! Fire the Works! Open the ball! Vote Hillary! Raise the topmast! Scour the Plank! Split the Atom!


Shiver me timbers! That brought on quite a bit of nonsensical jubilation, finding that iCeah of Wow Legs has nominated Carambolage as a Kick-Ass Blog. In fact I jubilated all through yesterday, pausing only to reflect on Microsofts new Ad, Shelves I'd like to have, Fembots and Virgin advertising. I jubilated through work and through a small spot of partying.I am still jubilant as I write this!
And now, my speech:
"We've come a long way, yahdiyahdiyah, achievement, blahblah, the people who made this possible, yakyakyak, our sponsors, moohdemoohdemooh, honoured to accept, beehdibeehdibeeh, Mom, God and the stinky state of
Berlin. Thangyouthangyouverymuch."

So thank you for the Award, iCeah, if you didn't have one already, I'd nominate you right back, Meanwhile, my link-list needs some updating.

Also meanwhile, here's how the kick-ass thingue work from Mammadawg:

"
Do you know any bloggers that kick ass?

Maybe they've got incredible, original content. Or they're overflowing with creativity. Is it someone that helps you become a better blogger? Or a bloggy friend you know you can count on? Or maybe it's someone who simply inspires you to be a better person... or someone else who sends you to the floor, laughing your ass off.

Whatever the reason may be, I'm sure you know at least a couple of bloggers that kick ass. Well... why not tell 'em so?

LOVE ON 'EM


Choose 5 bloggers that you feel are "Kick Ass Bloggers"
Let 'em know in your post or via email, twitter or blog comments that they've received an award
Share the love and link back to both the person who awarded you and back to www.mammadawg.com
Hop on back to the Kick Ass Blogger Club HQ to sign Mr. Linky then pass it on!

"
There ARE a couple of blogs that I would like to nominate for this one:

1. Vanhoozerbot, even though he is more of a kick-ass artist than he is a blogger. His sketches have brightened many a morning.
2. Pascal Campion, another artist, for his uplifting blog on the one hand and his website full of funky and fun art and movies.
3. The Guys over at Blogdilla for their quirky ideas, hilarious insight and fun little programs: The Swedish Furniture Name Generator, The Action Hero Generator and many other great ways to waste time.
4. And last, but not least, lunaticadesnuda, for her insights into the worlds of art and advertising, and eye for detail. We may disagree on footy ads, but reading her blog is always a pleasure to me.

And that, as someone once said, is all have to say about that…

Now as promised, I have something slightly special for this post. I assume that at least some of you come here because you enjoy my inane babbling and genial comment on the state of things. So I have decided to upload a story I wrote last year for your reading pleasure and general entertainment. It is talking for a comic book script that I have been working on for a while, that has already yielded some unexpected results.

So, below, I give you the Story of the first Ghost.







Fell free to download and read at your leisure, but please if you want to spread it around refer people to this blog.

Comments

iceah said…
that was hilarious really!!! c: my smile was up to my ears c: anyway i know your busy and you still took the time to do it i'm deeply touched c: thanx my dear friend c:you deserve this award c:
Caram said…
This has nothing to do with having too little time. Expect this post to bloat a bit over time, as I am planning something slightly special for this, as soon as I figure out, what the best way to do it is. And in the meantime, back to work!
iceah said…
looking forward c:
iceah said…
another tag for you to answer so i'd get to know you better.visit here:

http://pinay-chicken-heart.blogspot.com/
iceah said…
so you really are a writer c:
Caram said…
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Caram said…
Comes in handy when blogging, and one of the reasons I started in the first place .-)

That's one I didn't see in your list of reasons to blog: The simple joy of writing and putting your ideas in circulation.
iceah said…
okey i'll write this down and give you the credit c:

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