Some posts take me a while to write.  Well, actually it takes me longer for me to find idiot pictures to stick in the middle of my word walls than it does to write the post, but whatever.  And then there are posts I throw up in minutes.  These are the posts that get lots of response.  Naturally.  So when I wrote about boogers, (Link Drop!) it should come as no surprise that people liked it.  So I figured – that’s what this blog needs.  More boogers.

I also felt that my booger post, being so intellectually stimulating, should be submitted to Freshly Pressed.  So I submitted it myself by tweeting it on Twitter.

The computer cut off the @freshlypressed part.  But I totes did it.

Someone had to do it.  Just like when I was playing Goldfish’s madlibs contest and I voted for myself.  But I did like some other entries too so I went to another computer and voted for someone else.  As it turns out, voter fraud pays off because I won third place!  Woot!  Check out my badge.

Who says cheaters never win . . . third place?

Anyway, sadly I did not receive a response from Freshly Pressed.  This made me sadfaced.  Clearly booger posts are underrepresented by Freshly Pressed editors.  They need to get on the ball with that.  But until they do, I have come up with a solution.  Yet another badge of my own.  This would have been perfect if I had remembered St. Patrick’s Day was Monday and posted it then, because the badge is all green and lucky.  Here it is.

Take that, Freshly Pressed!

I know, the craftsmanship on this baby is awesome.  I would have used one of my personal boogers, but it wouldn’t scan very well, so I just made a drawing of its likeness.  Cool, huh?  Anyway, I’m storing this baby away with my Creeper and Douchecanoe Awards, just in case I find a thoroughly stupid and repulsive, I mean fascinating and intellectual post to give it to some day.  Just wait!  It might be you!

How do you get picked?  Easy, just pick something to write about that’s fun and bouncy, and just a little bit salty. Don’t be shy, just let it all hang out.  Or just write about boogers.  Or something else disgusting.  And then – woot – you can have this baby bestowed upon you.  I know.  Who could ask for anything more?  Except possibly a Kleenex?

Do you guys have any posts worthy of a Freshly Picked nod?  If so, send them to me, Alice, at aliceisatwonderland@hotmail.com.  Or just link to it in the comments.  Or forget all about it.  You’ll be glad you did.