And closer to home, we now have the Red Stater Worst Blog in Oklahoma award, for which the prize is a symbolic bronzed moonbat. I’m not up for that either, apparently.
On the larger subject of awards in general, a few people have wondered if my official diffidence indicates that at some point I got turned off by the process. And actually, I haven’t: someone disgruntled would not have driven the 200 miles to Tulsa and back for the presentation of this year’s Okie Blog Awards. But I have generally mixed emotions about public opinion: it’s a lot easier for me to shrug it off when it’s unfavorable or stupid or simply wrong if I don’t embrace it too enthusiastically on those occasions when it tilts my way. And I figure that anybody who’s looked at this site more than a few times has already decided that yes, this is worth the time, or no, how did this crap ever get into my RSS feeds in the first place, so it’s not like I’m having to reinvent myself, Madonna-like, every few years in a desperate attempt to retain some portion of the audience’s attention.
Which is, I suppose, another way of saying that there’s a spot for me that doesn’t reek of “avatar of a new age” grandiosity but isn’t quite on the level of “another dork with an attitude problem.” I’m still obviously looking for it.