Filed under: Amusement, Blogging, Friends, Fuel My Blog, Fuelmyblog, Fun, Games
Yoo hoo. Mark… Blogitudian, Panty-poster….
Since you’ve obviously been too busy with all the asshats that email you, I thought I’d point out that I’d chosen you as the first ever, creative genious and ever-smart-aleckie one to carry on the future of my telephone game. (I would’ve chosen JohnC but he’s already running all over the internet telling everyone I’m the mother of his blog child; could you imagine what he’d do if I chose him to be first for the telephone game?)
Anyway, it was in this post where I named you. If you don’t want to humor me, let me know and I’ll send it on. You only have to change one word and ask one other person to do the same.
You see how easy I am to please?
A few days back, I asked everyone to click this little button and help me move up a bit in ranking over at Blogtoplist. I know… it was my own fault for listing myself in the Entertainment/Humor category everywhere when I should’ve known darn well that the competition would be fierce. There are after all, some really huge blogs in that category.
Nevertheless, I did choose that category because I just didn’t fit any other category better. I hovered at about the 30 rank there for a long time, lower at other directories and decided that I needed to do more than just write the posts and hope for the best.
So I asked you all to click and vote for me since ablog can climb the charts by being voted for as well as for unique hits. You voted, and helped me crawl up to the #17 spot over the last few days.
Thing is… those votes are cleared at the beginning of each week and while each person can vote once per day, if I want to make it into the top ten or so in order to truly benefit from extra traffic from their site, I need more votes like a shoe-whore needs Blahniks.
I promised you some photos for the votes and I shall deliver them… as soon as I’m into the top ten.
Yeah… I know. That was sneaky, devious, manipulative and all those naughty things.
What can I say. I repeatedly remind you that I’m a blog-tease and you still come back for more!
A girl’s just gotta love that.
Filed under: American, American Idol, Babies, Contests, Entertainment, Life, News, Oddities
Antoria Gillon.
Remember that name.
If she ends up not even needing to be on next season’s American Idol show, I won’t be surprised. Someone out there is going to realize that if she has any singing talent at all, they may as well just sign her now. After all, how could you choose a better example of “not giving up” or “give it all you’ve got” than that?
Likely though, her and her little bambino will help fill in the Sanjaya-as-publicity-magnet void for next year’s season.
- On Monday, nine months’ pregnant Antoria Gillon arrived at Texas Stadium with hopes of becoming the next “American Idol.” However, as she waited patiently for her melodic moment, the 20-year-old hair stylist started having contractions.“I didn’t want to turn around after being there all those hours in the heat with people pushing,” said Gillon. “So my friend helped me walk through the line. I wasn’t going to leave without singing.”
When she finally made it into the audition room, the ambitious performer admitted that her right hand was shaking as she grasped her bulging belly but continued to belt out tunes.
“I gave it my all through the contractions. They were back to back and getting harder and harder but I was more than willing to have my baby right there,” Gillon said. “I wasn’t leaving without my golden ticket to the next round.”
The baby? He was named Jamil Labarron Idol McCowan, and you can read the rest of the story over at FOXNews.
(Photo credit: FOX)
