Remember the NY design contest I entered last month?
298 people entered. 10 were chosen. I was NOT one of them.
I'm not surprised, but I'm sad just the same.
: (
I'm still going to NY. I think I'll find those 10 and stick my tongue out at them.
You don't think that would be bad form, do you?
4 comments:
I never liked those New York people. East Coast elitist bastards!
Nope, ya know they are just not ready for the FINE west coast lines yet. ; )
Hmmm, what does he have in that cuppa?
Sleepy smooch,
The Tart
Where is that Rrramone... he would know just what to say, natch-n-swizz!
I think they were too intimidated by you. Like, "We can use this! The rest of us will look bad in comparison!"
MT-- Thank you! Can I punch them in the eye, too?
Mike-- Come with me to NY. After I stick my tongue at them (and punch them in the eye), you can post your comment on their forehead. We'll laugh, and then blog about it. Hankette and Daisy have to come, too! Hank will document the scene in etched copper, and Daisy will write and perform a song.
(I need another hobby.)
Tart-- I think he has sass in his cuppa. What a clever place to store it! I keep mine in my purse. Makes it difficult to find my keys.
SG-- :) I'm bringing you with me, too! I've heard you've got a mean kick.
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