Beauty

Hm. I'm curious....

Five PricklePoints™ to each one who seriously considers this question and answers it in earnest (as in, not jokingly):

What is the most beautiful thing?

(addendum: let thing=noun)

Today I am feeling...

Today I am feeling...

... Domo. Indeed.

Two weeks

Two weeks, folks.

Two weeks left to get your photo submissions in for Contest #5. We're over halfway done with the contest.

Submit by 11:59 CST on 06/06/06.

Yay!

The photos are rolling in! Thanks everybody!

Just to let you know, there will be a lag between the time you submit them and the time I post them. This is partly because I want to review them, but mostly because I've had a busy work schedule lately and I haven't been able to keep up my blogs for real.

There are some really fun photos to see; be sure to check them out! And if you wanna play, the deadline for submissions is 11:59 PM CST on June 6.

Luvya!

-- CB

Craving

An egg salad sandwich. With sweet gherkin pickles cut up in it. On white bread (I don't care for white bread) with the crusts cut off (I always eat the crust because I think only brats refuse to eat bread crust). Completely bizarre.

This sort of craving is difficult to satisfy. It is impractical to make egg salad sandwiches for one person, because one is usually left with a large batch of egg salad that one is sick of eating. It is slightly risky to purchase egg salad— I mean, come on. Eggs AND mayonnaise? Salmonella city.

I guess I'll just have to deal with it.

Step up!

Heyah, folks! Puffintoad's taken a commanding lead in Contest #5!

Click here to see her first several entries.

When are you gonna step up?

Craving

Cookies. Fresh-baked cookies, and a kiss.

CONTEST #5!!!

Contest #5 is a photo scavenger hunt!

Here's what you do.

1. Below is a list of things to capture in your photos. Take pictures.

2. Send the photos to me. E-mail them, send 'em in the mail, post a link to them, send them by instant messenger, whatever. I will keep track. You don't have to send them all at once, either. Submit them whenever.

3. You get PricklePoints™ for each captured item you submit. And that's it! How easy is that?

• 5 PricklePoints™ for each picture, but
• 10 PricklePoints™ for each picture that is the best in its category, and
• 50 extra PricklePoints™ if you submit photos for all twenty-six categories.

4. The contest ends at midnight, June 7, 2006. That means get your submissions in my hot little hand (paw) by 11:59 PM CST on 06/06/06. K? I'll tally the points for you. And everyone will be a winner!

Now for the photo subjects:

• Arch
• Bubble(s)
• Camobunny (10 for a camobunny, 20 for the best. No likeness- or identity-revealing pics of the real me, please, or you get disqualified completely.)
• Doctor
• Ennui
• Fart
• Gum
• Hospitality
• Ice cream
• Juggling
• Kilt
• Life
• Moxie
• Noodles
• Oops
• Prickly
• Quiet
• Recreation
• Snowflake(s)
• Tall thin dude
• Upside-down
• Vehicle
• Web
• X (and by that I mean 'X')
• Yawn
• Zero

The fine print:

• Be aware these photos will be displayed on the Prickly Pineapple Contest Page.
• I'm the judge, and reserve the right to judge and give or withhold points however I please.
• You can be creative (please do!) but you'll get no points if you take a photo of something that really doesn't count. Like, if I ask for an apple, the apple of your cheek would count, and the Big Apple would count. But if you were to photograph an orange and say something artsy about how it's an orange that really really wants to be an apple and feels like an apple, but you just can't tell in the photo, that doesn't count.
• You have to take these photos yourself. Don't just swipe someone else's image off the web. Although web images in photos might be okay.
• Submit as many photos as you like and I will display them, but you only get points for one photo per category.
• No obscenity or the like. It will be removed. Because it's my contest and I say so. I reserve the right to judge what's obscene too.

Alright, now hop to it! Have fun!

More muzak

Miles Davis.

The essence. How could you mess with Miles?

They did it. They took "So What?" and they killed it.

This is sacrilege.

Tomorrow

Tomorrow! Tomorrow! Contest #5 starts tomorrow!

Are you ready?

Do you have a camera?

Moving on

Contest #3 is now closed.

The winners were Ray and Puffintoad. No one could sing me the song. Too bad, 'cause it's been stuck in my head since the contest started and if you listen carefully, you'll hear me humming it.

Contest #4 is also closed.

The runner-up was NachoDogg, with his photographic proof of a disgusting dish of squid babies. These were not just like calamari served whole, folks. They had innards. Grey, creamy, lumpy innards. And they were small and slimy, and piled on top of one another. They jiggled when the table was bumped. Ick.

The winner? Puffintoad, with her entry of dead-mystery-grub. It was in a bowl and meant to be eaten, which detracts only slightly from the ickiness of eating a grub.

To beat that, one would have had to submit something quite bizarre or nasty indeed. That would have included anything glandular, fecal, or gonadal. Anything still alive would most definitely have won. Also, any blood product would have been a strong candidate. The most disgusting thing I've ever eaten was a bite of blood "cake" out of a soup. It was salty and squikky. I don't recommend it.

Thanks for playing. Puffintoad has a commanding lead, and she deserves it since she's really representin'. Well, she's participating. I'm slightly surprised there wasn't more participation in this contest, but oh, well. I'm telling myself that you're saving yourselves for...*

*see next post

Wah.

The muzak! The muzak!

Somehow they managed to putrefy "A Night in Tunisia," whose inherent coolness I thought would make it immune to muzakian nauseating forces.

I was wrong.

Potluck night

I know potluck night should be the last night one would want to try out a new recipe, but that seems to be what always happens with me. I thought maybe I'd kill two birds with one stone and try to satisfy last night's craving as well as fulfill my potluck requirements.

I purchased the brussels sprouts, but I did not cook them out of fear. I haven't cooked brussels sprouts before. And I know that if you cook them poorly, they come out very very bad indeed (despite the fact that I am an all around good gal, honest. I wouldn't be the bad influence).

So instead I looked through Epicurious.com and found this recipe. As you can see from its 683 reviews, it's a popular one. Try it at home for yourself!

Contest #5 in 3 days! Get ready!

No X's

So it's a consensus.

Nobody wants the 1000 PricklePoint™ prize of a kiss from the CamoBunny. I hereby retract that prize and replace it with a random bag-o-stuff in the style of Woot!™, who calls theirs a random bag-o-crap, or a BoC. If you think about it, it should be called a bag-o-random-crap, or BoRC. Making mine a BoRS. And if I could add a C-H-T to the end of that, I'd have something rather clever indeed. How about bag-o-random-stuff-collected-from-here-and-there?

So. 1000 PricklePoints™ wins you a BoRSCHT. Good luck everybody!

Also. Nine-hundred-ninety-nine PricklePoints™ to anyone who helps get my place clean. Just kidding. Sort of.

Craving

Brussels sprouts.

I tried them for the very first time on Saturday. And they are good. They seem to me like a little bitty cross between a cabbage and an artichoke.

And now I'm craving them.

Bizarre.