Saying yes...

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Blogger Help/Contest/Opinions, Etc, Etc, Etc!!@!

This dear blogger has decided to open a Zazzle store to offer up some of her more quirky art offerings... This blogger has done a lifetime of piece work and labor intensive stuff... some serious, some fun, but is ready to embrace the offerings and convenience of this not so new digital age (I'm still resisting my digitizing tablet, but one step at a time...).  As I said, I plan on offering a number of things that I've done over my blogging career and before, including various ways to sell individual letters (on coffee cups, etc) from the Snag Alphabet so that Snag and I might make enough to go get a drink.

Anyhow, here's the deal. No, I'm not asking you to pony up, what I need is help with the name. I thought I had it. It had been in my mind long before there was a Zazzle... It was Sn'Art. It might make sense to some of you, but what's more important was that it made sense to me. I was 99% sure that this was what it was going to be, but asked a couple of people what they thought and did they like the apostrophe or not...

I had Googled Snart  spelled in a variety of creative ways and saw nothing that seemed prohibitive... until kind Google Guru fish informed me yesterday of THIS! Ok, I can have an immature sense of humor along with the best of them and as I said, this store will be for less *serious* stuff, but I don't think I want it associated with a sneeze/fart...

I had mentioned to fish that I was tired and really didn't want to come up with a new name... I liked it better when they just popped into your head in the middle of the night... perhaps I'd call it Cottage Cheese... no, that wouldn't work. fish was kind enough to offer up a number of suggestions

Ouis in Art? (Made me think of the Piss Christ although I liked it when he said it rhymed with Cuisineart.)

Straight to D'art?

D'art of the Possible? (This has possiblities)

Thelma's Truck Stop? (Wha??? While Thelma could outdrink a trucker, she's no truckstop gal...)

And while I'd take almost anything coming from fish, this didn't necessarily strike me as *it*. fish then suggested crowdsourcing. My first thought? Hell no! I don't want anyone to know about this!!

Ok, ok, I saw the silliness of my ways. He was right (you're not always right, fish, so don't let it go to your head.)

So, if you would, please put your minds to work and see if you could offer up something quirky. It would be nice if art were in the name somewhere, but that's not manditory. It also does not need to have Saying yes... in it. If we come up with a winner, I'll send you some of Pinko's Blueberry Whoppers. :)

I apologize... kind of...

Although fish has not been able to come up with the blown glass T-bone, he has been sending numerous sausage links for meat-themed ornaments and lights, thus proving that if you google it, it will exist in a form of its own choosing. All google prayers are answered, you just may not get the answer you want.

One of the good things about holding a contest where you offer a prize is that fish is overly-competitive... see above... fish is also ultra-anonymous. Fish will win, but fish will never divulge his true identity or his locale, so even though he wins, I never have to pony up with a prize. I may have to send Dan Leo something though for being first in with a meat-themed ornament. Honorable mention goes to Zombie Rotten McDonald for his artistic use of meat in a decorative challenge and for his inclusion of another blogger.

Meat ornament suggestions and links are still welcome.

tonight... the sun set in the east and fish was wrong!!!

Dr fish has always said, if you google it, it will exist.... Tonight, something came up where I realized I need meat ornaments. Yes, meat. I could see them in my mind's eye... glorious mercury glass steaks, sausage garland, bacon hanging like icicles. I was giddy with excitement. I knew they had to be out there. All I needed to do was GOOGLE!!@!11!

They. Weren't. There.

In defense of fish's google theory, I did find meat ornaments that were made up of those ubiquitous porcelain ovals that have whatever you want placed on the front with a decal. That's NOT WHAT I WANTED!!@! Didn't Google know?!! I could see them!! Where were they!?!

I then realized, maybe I'd found a hole in the ornament market! Could it be there there are no blown glass meat ornaments?? Oh come on! If only I knew how to make mercury glass... Does anyone know anyone who manufacturs mercury glass ornament? Anyone willing to manufacture a nice holiday T-Bone?? Hmmmm??

Also... I'm tired, so my finessing of the google may not be up to snuff. Anyone who locates some glass meat ornaments will get a prize and fish will get an apology.

I Dare YOU!!!! (aka Contest)

Because I'm feeling rather depressed... I know, it was just carpeting, but it was new carpeting. It was one thing I had crossed off my list and now have to deal with again and insurance won't help...

Hey! Get back here! I'm not asking for moolah. I'm not asking for manual labor. I'm merely asking for a laugh.

Yes... that's it. A laugh. Because, as I said, I'm feeling rather depressed. I know, there's more going on in the world than my flooded basement, but still... the past 4 days have sucked and I need a laugh.

I need a side-splitting laugh. I need a "spit coffee out on your computer" laugh. I need a "can't make it to the bathroom" laugh. I need a "laughing like a snorting donkey" laugh. I need a "scare your husband with why he married you" laugh.

So? Can you do it? Can you tell me something that will make me forget that Mother Nature has decided she's the boss of me? Can you relate an incident that will make me forget that even though I may be able to afford some form of replacement flooring, the way the financial markets are going, I may not be able to tomorrow?

Can you make me laugh so hard I shake years of aging off of this tired bod? Hmmmm??? Are you up to the task? You do it most every other day. How about NOW?!?!?! Hmmm? Hmmm???

Pleeeeeeze? If not, Grizzled and I could use some help hauling some really wet carpet out of the basement.

Those who complete the task of making me laugh so hard that I forget for a total of 7 seconds will receive a prize. No... it won't be saturated carpet. Geeesh!

Now come on... make me laugh!

Thank you, fish

Here is fish's response to the post below. Perfect...