Imaginary Contest

I just need to confess that I have a blog crush on this guy. He's funny as can be and in Austin, Texas besides, my favorite city that's not Portland. When I win the blogosphere's contest of an all-expenses-paid-trip to go on a date with the blogger of my choice, I'll be on the plane in a minute ready to take this guy down to the Horseshoe Lounge or the Saxon Pub or the Continental Club and buy him all the Lone Stars he can drink and listen to some of the great music that's everywhere in Austin and laugh.

Runners up are the thoughtful and complicated TPB (crippled in this imaginary contest by his location in New Jersey) and the mysterious pjm, an occasional commenter here who just began his own blog, Flashes of Panic, which has both an intriguing name and a picture this girl can't resist.

Comments

[T P B, Esq.]

Oh, you really don't want to get me started on the whole New Jersey thing. I'm fond of this ragged little State. ;-)

Besides, couldn't you guys do better than numbering towns?

[Scheherazade]

I'm confused by the comment "you guys" and "numbering towns" but if you mean couldn't Maine do better than call its unorganized townships things like TR-613 I will not concede the point. It's kind of fun to drive along some remote road, wonder where you are, and realize you're in TR-613 (or whatever).

This is why it's better you're a runner-up. We'd just bicker.

[Milbarge]

Is it poor form to declare myself heartbroken in the comments box? Oh well, maybe blog crushes are supposed to go unrequited. *wistful sigh*

[pjm]

The unorganized townships aren't named because three people can't decide on where to have dinner, let alone what to name the township.

I am reminded of the cartoon showing a car driving by a sign reading, "Entering East Gore, ME, Population 23." The next panel showed the car passing a similar sign reading, "Leaving East Gore, ME, Population 22."