9.27.2006
A contest! A contest! Updated
When I was a newbie blogger I used to put a lot of thought into my posts. As opposed to now when I just spew off whatever is on the top of my head. But then, I would plot my posts, chortling over their cleverness. One of the posts that I was most tickled by my own cleverness was this one.
I didn't have many readers then, and those who did read either didn't get the joke, or weren't impressed enough with it to let me know. I was (and still am) bitterly disappointed.
So. I now have a prize. To the first person who clicks that link up there and can tell me the reference behind the joke (hint, it's a literary reference)will receive in the mail...
a coupon for a free bottle of L'Oreal H.I.P. foundation! How cool is that! Totally free. Worth $13! All you have to do is pay sales tax! I got this coupon thinking I would try it, but unfortunately I have the kind of skin that is so pale that it glows in the dark. My skin, under all the rosacea ruddiness, makes milk look dingy. Even though I'm flushed all the time because of the rosacea, I still have to use the palest foundation or I look like I'm wearing a mask. And the lightest shade of H.I.P. is still too dark for me.
If you don't want the free (after taxes) make-up, I'll come up with some other suitable prize. Like one of these.
ok... GO!
UPDATE: As of noon Mountain Daylight Time, Plimco had won the contest. But she didn't want the prize. She just wanted everyone to know that she's the smartest blogger out there. I promised I wouldn't mention that I had to give her hella hints. So, there is still a prize to be claimed. The additional hint I'll give to level the playing field is that the title of the post is very similar to the title of a poem somewhere...
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i've been lurking on your site trying to think of a really clever and insightful comment re: one of your posts. i was hoping to be the first to get the refernce but alas... i don't get it. but i do appreciate your thoughtful comments on my rantings and i am loking forward to being able to return the favor..
Wai,wai,wait a minute. The complete text of the post is "Why I'm not a seamstress" and "Oranges?"
I'm stumped!
I hope you'll explain if nobody gets it!
Is it "I am a Seamstress" by Hillman? I like that poem--thanks for steering me to it, even if it's not the answer to your question!!!
Hey. That wasn't quite as celebratory as I had anticipated. Where was the trombone fanfare? Hmf.
Ahem.
NEENER NEENER NEENER! I AM THE WEENER! You all suck and I am VICTORIOUS! Mwa ha HAAAAAAA!!!!
Yay.
But seriously, folks. The pay off is worth it. The poem. Once you find it. If you find it. IF YOU DARE!
The human head weighs 8 pounds.
I feel so stupid now.
One day I am thinking of
a color: orange.
:smacks head
I am so stupid! I even got the title of my poem wrong. I still love it, though, and I wouldn't have found it except for this whole thing. So there! I still won!
SARDINES!!!!
Ok, Ok, ok. Lauri was the next person to get it. But she doesn't want the coupon. So the NEXT person to get it is Molly, who quoted a line from the poem, so I'm going to go ahead and say that she knew it came from
"Why I am Not A Painter" by Frank O'Hara
one of my most favoritest poems on the entire planet.
See how clever I was?
Molly, do you want the coupon for free foundation?
Nah... I have the same issue as you. Fair skin... pinkish color... foundation makes me look like I'm wearing a clay mask. It's a redhead curse. I'm willing to donate it to the next in line!
ok, I'm not sure if you, Faith, were trying to say that you knew which poem it was, or if it's Mimi that's next...
Faith, did you figure it out? Is that what you were saying when you smacked your head?
Wait. I just want to clarify, I was the FIRST one that figured the riddle out and refused your prize, right? Yes. Yes I am. Oh! Would you look at that. I'm still the winner.
Yay me.
Trista,
Sadly, no, it was not I who was next. I was smacking my head because I thought the name of my poem was "I am a seamstress." But it wasn't. It was a line from the poem. I didn't even find the right poem until I came back here to smack my head for getting the title wrong. I love your poem, once I found it and read it. I love my poem, "String Theory Sutra" by Brenda Hillman, which I wouldn't have found without this. That's why I proclaimed myself a winner, because any day that I find a new poem to love is a day in which I win in life.
Well, I only found it after Trista's BIG hint, and only then by using my super spidey-librarian skills (i.e. Poetry Index). So I agree, like Faith says, that we've all won by discovering a new poem. Thanks Trista!
Mimi
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