When Awards Multiply Like Rabbits

Confession time here… I’m not a dog person. Nope. I’m not a cat person, either.
I like rodents. Especially: stewed, with a little dab of butter and a sprig of cilantro.
Kidding. Little Bunny Foo Foo is safe, even though he just chewed the snot out of my already damaged cedar siding, which he’s happily snuggled up against in this mug shot. I only shoot with a camera. Unless I’m really really hungry and have fresh cilantro…
Uh, sorry, Foo Foo. Really. Just kidding. *innocent whistling with hands tucked into back pockets*
Hot topic of the day: it’s award time. Time Magazine says I’m the Person of the Year. Wouldn’t that look spiffy on a resume? Too bad the award is shared by 300 million other Americans. Sort of takes away that hoped-for chance of awe on an HR hack’s face, doesn’t it?
But.. I’m touched. Really. How many people can say they share an award that was also bestowed on a bewildering assortment of individuals ranging from Hitler, Stalin and Arrafat to Bono, Ghandi and Bill Gates?
Three hundred million of us, apparently.
By Dave Skiles, December 23, 2006 @ 11:30 am
CJ -
I’ve got a new php challenge for you. Can you make the search function extend to the comments ?
- not sure – let me poke about under the hood and see what I come up with! JAS