today i met with a dilemma.
there’s something i want to show you, but it presents me with the following options:
do i tell you the link, and expose you to my full, unadulterated name, thereby risking one of you going all googley and coming to find me? i mean, some of you know my address already… but also some of you are Weirdos. (capital W.) (because did anyone else notice that acw is the 9th result on that search????)
or do i just tell you vaguely about the awesomeness and then leave you scrambling for your google once again, trying desperately to track down the real thing?
who am i kidding. if you google my real name all you get it some girl who used to be a model and now makes jewelry. i am a mere peon in the google scheme of things. (dammit! it’s true! i’m a peon! how will i ever rule the world???)
so here’s the link, and you’ll notice that because authors like to save the real hearty stuff for last, that’s where i am. (because i stick to the ribs, like creepy human oatmeal.)
there’s something i want to show you, but it presents me with the following options:
do i tell you the link, and expose you to my full, unadulterated name, thereby risking one of you going all googley and coming to find me? i mean, some of you know my address already… but also some of you are Weirdos. (capital W.) (because did anyone else notice that acw is the 9th result on that search????)
or do i just tell you vaguely about the awesomeness and then leave you scrambling for your google once again, trying desperately to track down the real thing?
who am i kidding. if you google my real name all you get it some girl who used to be a model and now makes jewelry. i am a mere peon in the google scheme of things. (dammit! it’s true! i’m a peon! how will i ever rule the world???)
so here’s the link, and you’ll notice that because authors like to save the real hearty stuff for last, that’s where i am. (because i stick to the ribs, like creepy human oatmeal.)
tomorrow they may wrap fishes in it,
but i was a star for one whole minute!
29 Comments:
Hooray! I get to be the first commenter!
Congrats on your minute of fame!
How many minutes do you have left?
:)
Hooray! I am so proud of you being a crusty old sailor. That's awesome :)
Yay! Hooray for you!!! Stupid Meyrich. Wah! Nobody loves me, everybody hates me - THAT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE A BLOODY BEEEEYATCH!! Good for you, getting all published and stuff. And for sticking up for what is right. Just another one of your qualities that makes you so beautiful. Even if you do turn bathtubs green.
Whoo Hooo! Don't let the fame go to your head. I like the descriptions of the "craft revival that celebrates its own irony". Very nice.
Knitting is cool. Or kewel.
I'm sleepy.
I'm a weirdo with a capital "DO"
yay for miss kendra.
lady b: probably like 3. but i deserve 239487562983506820 because i. am. the. greatest.
libby: the crust tastes like graham crackers. mmmmm.
monkey gurrl: i know! stop hoarding the slogans, bitch! (she can't sue me for that because i only said bitch, not stitch n bitch.) (crap)
monkey: monkey could totally knit. he could store yarn in his hoohah.
jiggs: i know you are. i love you anyway.
yay for me.
A crusty old sailor? I'm more in love with you now than I ever was.
I'm outside your window.
I mean dont freak out...its cool.
I am there though
My wife and I were the weirdos waving to the news camera during the cliche "Black Friday" news report.
We got that on tape, so we can forever be famous in our minds.
Miss Kendra...ruler of the world, or at least, ruler of the Weirdos and weirDOs
brooke: you like a woman in a salted crusty uniform?
calzone: why are you still outside? you were supposed to follow me in! and then the wrist ties and the gag? no?
fatwonkidd: i have not been on tv. though i did get asked to be on jay lenos street interview thingy.
grand poo: every group must have its queen.
I just bought the paper on my way home! You are SO FAMOUS!
I will say that I think of you as more of a pirate than a sailor, though.
gwen: famous! me!
i think a pirate is technically also a sailor, so we shouldn't have any problems.
i'm gonna eat a block of edam and a single banana in your honour.
sorry..I thought we were playing teenage boy with a crush, not escaped lunatic..I got my nights mixed up
if I were you I'd pot it one day and take it down the next...
blurbs are cool miss_k.
I have to say I didn't really understand what the whole thing was about though.
I also checked out your jewelry site, wow, beautiful.
now that you're famous, i just may have to stalk you.
fred: thank you? but can a while block be good for you?
calzone: no worries, lover. we can try again tonight. this time i'll be the sheep though.
howdy girl: good advice. the article is about how my knitting group is being attacked by some crazy lady saying she copyrighted the phrase, "stitch and bitch."
beeb: you stalk me anyhow.
Ok, at the risk of sounding like a big dork mcdorkerton...
That is so cool!!!!!!
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You'll always be a star to me, Miss Kendra.
Do you know how to tat lace?
therese: *blush*
uber: i have very little experience, but someday i will be exceptional.
ladylinoleum: i know! i was talking about YOUR turkey too!
Dude you are famous and you were quoted in the Times article (yesterday's CA section). You rock girlie!
Hope you're feeling less achey.
Smoochies.
I can't be friends with anybody who's famous. Not since that horrible business with Florence Henderson...
Why you gotta play me like dat, Flo?
I love you for quoting "Newsies" so I don't feel like a big ol' dork being the only one who finds herself singing the soundtrack in my car...and we have the same last name.
Miller! That really narrows it down.
What's that jewelry chick doing with your name anyhow? Doesn't she know you're using it? What's the matter with her? I also found a 10 year old with a carved jack-o-lantern. She's using your name too. What is the matter with these people?
So you're using your minutes of fame one at a time? You have so much self-control, Miss K.
And now we know Boy's first name...
(quietly stalking you from 27 hours away...)
Fame feels fabu, doesn't it?!?!
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