Shortlist for week ending 23 December 2007
Friday, December 21st, 2007Blimey, doesn’t Christmas come round fast? And just in the same way, it’s now nigh on a year since POTW launched. Time flies, and all that.
Anyway, the shortlist for the much-vaunted and highly valued “Christmas Post of the Week” consists of the following :-
- To get us in the true mood of the Festering Season, LeftLion’s acerbic “By the way, I hate Christmas“.
“I dunno about you, but if I was his missus and all I could see at night was a massive neon reindeer head staring at me through the curtains, I’m not going to be massively up for a seeing-to.”
Nominated by Kate - Girl with a One-Track Mind’s post about Consent.
“I had harboured a teenage crush on 24-year old Jim for a few weeks, so when he asked me if I wanted to go back to his place after the club finished “for a smoke”, I readily agreed, happy that he fancied me too. Soon after we bundled into a taxi together, and I waved goodbye to my friends with a smile on my face.”
Nominated by IanD - Random Burbling’s “They ask no quarter
“Naturally the council said no. These buildings would not be in keeping with the character of the area, or the character of the city, they would ruin the skyline and might even threaten Edinburgh’s status as a UNESCO World Heritage site. Then the consortium told the council how much money they would make out of it. And the council said, “okay then.””
Nominated by MissyM - Letters to Ed’s post titled ‘Entheogen, I.
“There was no such thing in our vocabulary as a bad trip.”
Nominated by Unreliable Witness - My Mental Milkcrate’s “Two Years and Two Weeks Later“
“Imogen asks for paper dolls and I cut the outline she has traced in the air with my fingers slightly crossed this time to more accurately imitate the blades.”
Also nominated by Unreliable Witness - ClairWil’s “Oh God, The Drink“
“I emerge from a two day hibernation following the works night out. I have been trying to piece together my movements and have that awful sneaking suspicion I might have made rather a clown of myself. Mr Clairwil informs me that he was awoken at 2am to be asked questions about boxes and sex to which there was no real answer.”
Nominated by Katy Newton - It’s becoming a familiar name on this shortlist, but all the same Unreliable Witness’s “The World’s Worst Eskimo” is a worthy shortlist nomination.
““I’m s-s-s-still c-c-c-cold,” she murmured, sticking out her bottom lip in a most disgruntled pout. This had been her mantra since she arrived at my front door earlier in the evening. The knocking had been tired and quiet - barely there, yet nonetheless insistent.”
Nominated by Ani - No Time To Say It’s “Goodbye Cruel World“.
“There was a hole in the crotch of my silk pajamas. The color of the pajamas, though insignificant to this story, was pearl.”
Nominated by Kate (again)
And finally - What Katy Did’s “Are you descended from Blackbeard?“
“I think I am going to vomit. Drink myself into oblivion indeed, more like drink myself into the toilet bowl. You know how to get drunk really quickly? Drink three drinks at once, just down one mouthful, than another, and another and so forth.”
Nominated by Overnight Editor
Have a good Festering Season, all my lovely judges, and you adorable readers. Now I’m off to throw lumps of coal at peasants. Hey, you get your laughs where you can at this time of year. Bah, Humbug.
