Soooooo, I almost didn't write a post for you today, Company. Yesterday, after I failed once again to win the Daihatsu Motors Presents the Fourth Annual Big Dave and Company Xerox Blog of the Year Award Brought to You by Taco Bell I slipped deeper into the depths of despair and self loathing. I am not exactly sure what I have to do in order to win the damn award, but four people have figured out what they are supposed to do. Four different bloggers have figured out the trick. I have never, EVER seen a contest in which the winner could be from the company that is putting the contest on. That NEVER happens, yet I left that particular rule out for a reason. That reason is, of course, because I want to win my own award more than anything in the history of ever.
But I didn't win it, and now I am not sure how I ever could. I am suffering an epidemic of self-doubt. Scratch that, it is a pandemic of self-doubt. Add to this latest loss the fact that I had one of my best posts in the history of posts the other day about how I hate the container that biscuits come in, but Blogger had a misfire and it just sort of went away. Which is fine, shit happens, but then it was gone forever and ever. And that makes me a little sad. Especially because I was counting on this award to buoy my spirits and make feel whole again. I was also going to award myself a substantial cash prize if I won, which would have been sweet as well.
So I can't win my award, I am not a Blog of Note and I am starting to think that I never will be, and I am just not sure what to do about myself. I might never write a post again. HA! You'd like that, wouldn't you? Well that is not going to happen. I am going to get back on the horse starting tomorrow. I can't win my own award - or any award for that matter - if I don't write some stuff. Right? Or should I say write?