Shortlisted for week ending 13, April 2007.
Friday, April 13th, 2007The next Post Of The Week will be announced on Sunday evening.
Please note that nominations for next week cannot be accepted until then.
1. Boob Pencil: 21 Reasons Why a Miscarriage is Bit Rubbish
People are either too sympathetic or not sympathetic enough. I don’t want people to act like nothing’s happened, but I don’t want them fawning all over me either. Sorry folks, you’re best avoiding me for a bit. I don’t have an Etiquette Guide for this one, and I’ll change my mind from one moment to the next.
2. Don’t Call Me Joe: I Just Don’t Tell ‘Em Like He Did
That night, under cover of darkness, Dad, Dad’s mate Bill and I (I had lost the Pennine intonation from my accent at university and it was join in or forever be dubbed the ‘Southern Fairy’) bundled the body into a sack, placed it in a wheelbarrow and made for the small river at the back of the potato field.
3. MegFowler.com:
Catherine is dominating much more than she needs to at this point. She’s like Tiger Woods. She doesn’t even feel the need to pretend we’re on her level. Nike just knocked at the door and offered her an endorsement deal.
Soon?
Air Catherine.
My latest word is “lint.” This is also 80% of the contents of my brain, the other 20% being some combination of coffee beans and neurons.
4. TRL: The Rob Log: The Age of Hyper-Sensitivity
… ‘finding outrage’ seems to be a cottage industry these days, and personal umbrage seems to be the default response. I can’t and won’t quibble over what you feel; I only offer these words of caution as my two cents, because — to borrow from Gilbert — when every issue becomes an outrage, then no issue is truly outrageous.
5. Speedysnail: Labour Days
If you’ve visited the house of a pregnant woman you may have seen a big colourful rubber ball rolling around the living room, about a metre across. Sitting on these helps to stretch the pelvis and push the baby down onto the cervix, accelerating contractions. At one pre-natal class a midwife asked Jane if she had one of these balls.
“No,” replied Jane, “but I do have a spacehopper.”
Cue look of horror as midwife pictures Jane’s fetus bouncing off her uterine walls as she boings across a field.
6. Unreliable Witness: Warning: may contain nuts
Some targets, however, are too obvious to resist. Indeed, some targets positively beg and shout for attention. “Pick me! Pick me! Fulminate wildly about ME!” they squeal, whilst jumping up and down and waving their arms in the air. And I give in and haul them out of the team line-up for a sound ticking-off, because I am only human, after all.
