Award!

Morgan of House of Eratosthenes has honored IMAO with the “House of Eraosthenes The Blog That Nobody Reads Recognizes IMAO” Award.

Although we at IMAO are always pleased to be recognized (despite our only going out in public wearing dark glasses and rainbow wigs), we do apologize to H.o.E. if accepting this award ruins the blog’s tagline and accidentally makes somebody read it.


FINE PRINT:

To join the exclusive club of blogs who honor IMAO and have your award featured on our sidebar with a link to your blog, make up a fancy award image honoring IMAO, blog about it, and drop a link in the comments.

Keep it PG-13, and if it doesn’t suck too terribly bad, your award will be duly noted in a post (Current estimated wait time – 2 Award posts), and placed in the sidebar with a link to your site.

As added incentive for people to honor IMAO with worthless, made-up awards, those who do so may proudly display this worthless, made-up Participant Ribbon:

If you don’t have a blog, then send your image to harvolson-at-gmail.com and include a link to one of your favorite IMAO posts.

For the Photoshop-impaired, here’s a guide to making mediocre fake pictures with Microsoft Paint

Or try the free lolbuilder from I Can Has Cheezburger.

IMPORTANT NOTE: Maximum sidebar image width is 190 pixels. Please make sure text is at least barely legible at that size.

Now get honoring!

7 Comments

  1. I did, Ed, but I must “confess” (you take those, right?) that, at first, I thought he was saying that IMAO was the blog that nobody reads. And for a split second, I thought “Wow, IMAO is really practicing self-deprecating humor.”

    You know, Ed, (the other Ed!), “Ed’s Confessional” would make a great column here. I got lots of things to confess. Like how I’d really like to bake a liberal’s head in a toaster oven. Stuff like that.

  2. Forgive me, Ed, for I have sinned. I have never confessed here before, so this may take a while… we’ll start with the mortals. I fantasize about infiltrating the White House Press Corp waiting room and … nevermind. You’d absolve me with no penance ’cause you all want to do all the stuff I sin by dreaming about, anyway….

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