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hoagie! results!

I know you’re not going to read what I’m writing right now. I know you’re going to go straight for the results. Some of you will come back up and read this afterwards, but not most of you. Most of you will just go on back to your workdays without ever hearing what I am saying up here. And what I’m saying up here is that you’d be a better person if you’d just calm down and read what I’m writing.

The hundreds of votes have been tallied and the results are in. Every category was really close. The winners in half of the categories were separated from the next in line by only two votes. I love every single one of these blogs and if I was rich, or if it wouldn’t undermine the entire principle of competition, I would give trophies to every one of you crazy nominees.

But I’m not rich. Unless you count books. And I’m not sharing those. I guess if you consider love a commodity, I’m rich with that, but what I’m trying -- OKAY FINE. Here are the results.

/foreplay


Friendliest Blog

Kelly Well (Kelly)


Super Best Writing

My Life According to Me (Abigail)


Cleverest Commenter

Caveat Emptor (Scott)


Best Blog Written by a Heather

I Heart Heather (Heather Nicole)


Hilarious-est Blog

Schnozzfest (Schnozz)


Blogger Who Should Be President

Citizen of the Month (Neil)


And finally…

When planning for the Hoagies and ordering trophies (“Yes, ma’am. Yes, I am sure that what I want is the comic turkey figurine”) I made a category and a trophy called Hoagie’s Choice. I didn’t know exactly what I was going to do with the category/trophy. I thought maybe I’d give it to one of my favorite bloggers who doesn’t get the attention he deserves. Or I thought maybe I’d give it to a blogger who has had a really rough year and come through it like a rock star. As the nominating and voting progressed, though, it became really clear who most deserved the faux-gold Hoagie’s Choice turkey.

And that is Mr. Peefer of Peefer’s Home.

Peefer is one of my favorite bloggers because he is clever and compassionate, and his imagery resonates, it resolves. In the opening of Blue Like Jazz, Donald Miller says, “Sometimes you have to watch someone love something before you can love it yourself. It is as if they are showing you the way.” That’s how I feel about Peefer’s writing.

Plus, overall, Peefer got more votes than anyone else. And he was the only blogger to be nominated in all 6 categories, including Best Blog Written by a Heather. Though, admittedly, the voter mistook the word Heather for Heathen.

So.

Hoagie’s Choice Award

Peefer’s Home (Peefer)

Congratulations to all the nominees and winners. You wieners winners will be receiving an email shortly with instructions on claiming your trophy and jelly beans and one-dollar bill. Over the weekend, I’ll work up something so that you can see a list of everyone who was nominated. (It’s going to be a long list.)

Thanks for playing, my friends. You are all superstars in my book. (My book, of course, being Magical Me.)

Comments

OK, so now the image of you ordering faux-gold turkeys? Is making me have the giggles.

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Good. You give me the giggles every day. :)

seriously. i may just send a videographer down to capture all of your crazy hijinks :)

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It wouldn't be much of a show, just me eating chocolate and reading the Internet.

Damn it, I had totally cleared off a little space for my Turkey. What can I say? I was hopeful. ;-)

OH and that picture of the turkesy in bed, is priceless.

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If it's any consolation, lots of people said really good things about why you would make a great president! I agree with them. :)

You are hilarious, Heather. And for the record, it never occurred to me to skip your prologue until you mentioned it. Thanks for the fun!! (You didn't actually sleep with the turkeys still in bed, did you?)

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People said super nice stuff about you too, Shari! The Internet LOVES you. I did not sleep with the Turkeys. That's Margaret's pillow. :)

I would like it on record that I read this post from beginning to end. No skipping.

Kudos to the winners! All well deserved!

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Good for you, with the reading. People who read this post all the way through obviously make the best lovers.

Heathy, that was more fun than frying bologna! Yay! You're terrific. And also, I want you to know I fully support your choice of Peefer for Overall Entertainer of the Blogoverse.

Seriously, so fun.

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All hail Peefer! Bologna, Kell? Nice. :)

Had to come see if Kramer had won, and he did. If I'd come by sooner, though, I would have nominated Run Jen Run for president. I think every president should tap dance, don't you?

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Jen would make a most excellent president. And her cats? Those two could rule the world! Thanks for stopping by, Postmodern Sass. :)

I think my dissing the voting process in general this week might've hurt me, but we'll never know. Win or no win, this was fun and different. I congratulate all the winners with respect, just like Joey Lawrence.:)

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Joey Lawrence: WHOAA! He's kind of hot now.

Test.

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One, two.

I'm no fool. I know I only won because of my body. Janet and Kerri Anne are both cleverer, and we all know it.

Do I feel guilty? Maybe. But this body is all the good lord saw fit to give me, so I've got to work it, you know?

Thanks. Really.

Hello, Heather Anne

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I suppose you'll be launching your own hot body cologne now? You do have to work it, Scott. You're hella cute.

You totally got me. I went straight to the results, but obviously came back to read the top. I almost feel ashamed. Like that time in high school when this guy was wearing a T-shirt with a small patch of writing in a teeny tiny font that could only be seen nose to chest. It read: Nosy little f***er, aren't you?

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>Ha! I have a friend who has a t-shirt that says, "STOP READING MY SHIRT!" I think it's so funny. That doesn't have anything to do with what you said, but...yeah.

Yay! One of my nominees won and three of my final voted-upons!

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Karen! You HAVE The Power. (Like He-Man.)

This was so! fun Heather Anne. And I feel happy inside about Scott winning. That "happy" could indeed be indisgestion, but wait, lemme me check...Nope. Just glee. He is clever, as is Janet, and well...YOU are the cleverest of them all. Faux golden turkey trophies? Yeah, just (hilariously) clever.

Oh, and congrats! to ALL of the winners. I, for one, am eagerly anticipating many a picture and champagne-burp laden acceptance speech.

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Yes, I am definitely expecting seven drunken acceptance speeches, complete with turkey-waving on YouTube. You're awesome, Kerri Anne! :)

This has been SOOO fun! You should check out my response to you on my LAST entry. I have a suggestion for a category for next year.

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That is a most excellent category. I am so glad you're not going away, away. I was really sad. :)

Heather Anne,

I love your blog. It makes me feel all community oriented.

Also, Thank you thank you thank you to all who voted for Abigail. You have given Heather Nicole, Kathy, Amanda Mae and I another year of (relative) peace.

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Cate! I am glad you guys will live in relative peace. Of course, with Patrick the dirty riding dog, you never really know what's going to happen. :)

Scott totally deserves to be a turkey.. I mean.. to get a turkey for being bestist common-tator. I'm not so sure about Peefer (bang!) though.. I have my reservations about his sanity some days...and I still think he's a heathen.

So this is how Susan Lucci felt all those years...

Congrats to all winners! And kudos to you Heather Anne on this great idea.

Holy shit.

ok, these are hilarious; what fun! I read about them on a few of my regular blog-reads and just had to come over. Congrats to all the Hoagie winners!

(i'm kinda hungry now!)

Yay for all the winners - now I have some new blogs to read! And yay for Hoagie's Choice - Peefer totally deserves a special trophy!

(and thanks, Postmodern Sass - although I'd make a terrible president, I do agree that all good presidents should know how to tap dance...)

Jenny, when I meet you in Portland, we will tap dance together, just like we used do do in the old vaudeville days before we had that falling out that caused us to not talk for over 50 years.

And thank you, Heather, for introducing me to so many cool blogs.

Is it too soon to suggest a Nobel Peace Prize for the Hoagies?