There’s an old saying which goes something like this: Even the sun shines on a dog’s ass somedays. Essentially it means that everyone gets lucky at some point or another. Well guess who’s lucky today? That’s right people – today is my day! The blog-goddess Peg has bestowed the highest of honors upon yours truly!
She created a weekly feature on her blog which highlights a post that should have been Freshly Pressed on the front page of WordPress but was somehow overlooked. Her weekly spotlight is shining on this dog’s ass today and my tail is wagging proudly. After pressure from legions of followers, Peg has christened these snubbed gems as “Freshly Pegged”. To the best of my knowledge, she has yet to receive any cease-and-desist notices from the corporate boys up at WordPress HQ.
If you’re not following Peg over at Peg-o-Leg’s Ramblings, there’s a good chance that your diet is lacking lierary fiber and the kind of homespun midwestern humor that’ll stick to your ribs. In any case, as loyal lemmings of good old 1 Point himself, you are commanded to click on the link above to Peg’s place to see my post – that’s an order. Wipe your feet and mind your manners while you’re there – don’t embarrass me, dammit!
The post of mine which Peg is featuring is my initial entry in The 7 Deadly Sins contest, hosted by the one and only k8edid. Entries could be no more than 600 words, and had to include death and/or the threat thereof as well as a connection to the deadly sin of the week. The deadly sin for this particular post was “gluttony”. The title is “Willie Prader, Private Eye – Deadly Sin Series – A Glutton For Punishment“. I drew the illustration in a pathetic attempt to improve my chances at winning and to distract readers from typos and holes in the plot. While I did manage to win gluttony plus one more sin, I missed out on the Freshly Pressed brass ring.
k8edid’s blog is always packed with great writing; for example, she recently revealed that she’s not dead! Please click on Peg’s link before k8edid’s – there are rules of etiquette which must be maintained. We simply can’t have you people flitting around WordPress all willy-nilly.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to put on some Coppertone on my tail.
34 thoughts on “Put Some Sunblock On That Labradoodle’s Ass!”
I put a tick in your “referred by” column on both blogs, as commanded, your galactic imperial counselor general high commanderness.
You’re a loyal minion Tookes, I’ll remember this.
Thank you, Sir. I live to serve.
I really dig when you write fiction. I demand more.
I promise to do lots more. My infamous unfinished novel will be entirely ficiticious. Also, I’ve added on significantly to my “Holiday Greetings From The Zombie Apocalypse”, but I’m holding back on that one for now.
When I saw your title I thought you’d forgotten we had a date today. Then I got it and started giggling.
Thanks for sending your bestest stuff to class up my joint for a day. I’m gonna keep my eye on your readers for DAMN sure.
I hope they don’t put their feet up on the furniture. I swear I don’t know where they learned such behavior.
What is it with dogs today? You done good fella. Who want’s a biscuit?
Why do all of the comment streams between us end up going down some perverse road of servitude and role play?… (not that I’m complaining)
Mentally, I’m bending my crop and polishing my handcuffs.
I refuse to comment on the grounds that it’ll come back to bite me in the ass eventually.
You’re in the big leagues now! Of course, weren’t you always?…
I’m just a pretender. I don’t know how much longer I can keep the wool over their eyes.
So many prizes and so little time to…
New barn boots in your big size posted today to a post office near you…
Shoveling is one of my requisite skills. Sometimes I shovel snow, sometimes I shovel words, and occasionally, I clean out the stalls.
You are a good man….
Aw shucks! We gonna get together for an over-priced coffee in Oregon this summer?
I’ll muck out the barn…just for you and the Mrs.
We’ll stay in a hotel, we gave up on mangers years ago.
Great!! Cows hate to be…farmed out…when company comes…snort. Hard to do when you live right downtown Portland. Keep me posted…..
Congrats! What a fun blog host 🙂
I am part of a happy little community here at WordPress. To be honest, my role in the community is similar to Otis the town drunk on the old Andy Griffith show, but it’s a role and I am thankful to be here regardless.
Okay, 1point, I’m headed over to Peg’s. I promise to mind my manners just like my mama taught me. Congrats, by the way. I love the idea of being Freshly Pegged. Sounds a lot less painful than be “pressed.” 🙂
I’ve got to agree. In the spirit of full disclosure, now I’ve been Freshly Pegged and Freshly Pressed. There’s no comparison between the two. When I was Freshly Pressed, I just felt so dirty and used. Being Freshly Pegged has been like being the guest of honor at a club too exclusive to allow me to be a member.
I hope you enjoy my gluttony post – it’s one of my all time favorites.
Yeah…..I just bet that Freshly Pressed experience was painful. In a “50 Shades of Gray” kind of way.
Honestly, the worst part of being Freshly Pressed was that the piece they chose was FAR from being my best work, it was just the right post at the right time.
I heard and obeyed, oh Emperor of the Alabaster Tuchus. Both blogs are gems – congratulations on being recognized by such talented ladies.
Thanks so much. The Alabaster reference was a little disturbing, I’m thinking of hitting ther tanning booth.
I really did enjoy your Freshly Pegged post. Clever and nice twist at the end.
I’m thinking of subscribing, although I don’t think of myself as a lemming… more of an interested reader who needs a well crafted word fix.
I never would of found you if not for Pegoleg. She rocks and knows good stuff when she sees it. I remember one time when she saved a life, and little animals at a zoo and, wait, where was I? Oh. Sorry. Off track again. Bye.
Oh Tar-Buns! I’m sorry, you’ve got the wrong impression; my followers aren’t the type of lemmings who blindly run off cliffs, because that what the other lemmings are doing. My lemmings are:
Sorry for the confusion. Welcome to the fold, if you desire to join us.
PS: You’re right of course, Peg rocks!
Love the acronym, 1point. I may have to join in the fun with the other erudite intellectuals. 🙂
There’s always room for one more!
Oops, I’ve already signed up as a lemming… Is there any way I can re-subscribe as “intellectual”?
Lemmings and intellectuals are synoymous on my blog.