Congratulations Roy!
Keep up the not-gold standard
just fine to not be the least fine looking
yard on the block.
In order to break the tedium of outpost life here in a world that does not yet exit, offically known as the language barrier, we hold contests and surprise give-aways from time to time, usually when there is something else pressing that needs doing immediately, in this case packing for my trip to Portland tomorrow
... SO...
I am proud to announce that the winner in the first ever Not the Worst Lawn in the World Contest is one of our favorite culture icons, just returned to the Blogosphere after a very sudden and extremely upsetting (to the rest of us) hiatus. Welcome back Roy!
...YOUR PRIZE...
a lovely,
one of kind,
wild rock
from the hot,
parched and mysterious
Nevada desert
(sorry it's not a big lump of placer gold but the sourdoughs grabbed all the easy stuff in the 1800's) is on its way to you via US Mail (as soon as you email your address. I lost it.)one of kind,
wild rock
from the hot,
parched and mysterious
Nevada desert
Note: I just found this rock on a particularly grueling trek pushing my mt. bike through the sage brush after the road ran out. Lesson learned again: never trust a desert road and always bring plenty of water and a camera in case you cross paths with a cool looking lizard.
9 comments:
I am honored! And that is one good looking rock.
Yes, it's a honey. A one of a kind. Even has a little desert dirt still clinging to it. You deserve a genuine desert boulder for your efforts but I can't afford the postage, plus I haven't figured out how to bring one home on my bike.
how did you know roy was back blogging and i didnt?
In the desert, my yard would be like an oasis. I am going to put my new Nevada rock somewhere on it.
Asia, I'm sorry. I thought you would just . . . know, and I didn't want to be so presumptuous as to announce my phoenix-like return to Blogdom like some errant debutante. And I read your blog and my only honest response was one of those [nod in agreement] ones that only become tainted by words so I never know what to do.
asia: heh heh. ol mom's stilllll got it.
Roy: In the desert, your yard would be filled with wild horses waiting for treats along with numerous rabbits, lizards and coyotes hiding or seeking each other and the occasional weird desert rat mountain biker refilling their camelbak.
I think it is patently unfair to have a mediocre lawn contest without proper notification. It was rigged. I'm telling.
You loose. You're lawn is all spiffed up.
Asha, I missed your posts for June because I was traveling in the U.S. visiting our sons and the rest of my family. I'm glad I went back through your archives to find Roy! YAY! I've always enjoyed reading his blog.
Diana, glad you're back! And I agree, Roy's a peach!
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