Guess what.... a tie!

Well now, look what we have here.... a tie contest. Both Cece and Brian ended up with 8 votes apiece. Since I'm the commissioner of this contest, it is my decision on how to break this deadlock. Some of the options available to me are:

1. Possession being 9/10ths of the law, I can keep them for myself
2. I can have a special run-off election between Cece and Brian
3. I can send each of them one sock
4. I can start the contest all over again
5. I can send them to Leah in return for hand knit socks
6. I can send them to Kylie in return for more Tim Tam's

What in the world should I do? Decisions... decisions... decisions.

Since there is no clear winner, I (as commissioner) declare that all of the participants are winners! I'll spread the joy and happiness of lobster socks throughout the world. So, here is how this is going to work.

A) Everyone who participated by commenting will be mailed the socks. This list is: Leah, Robyn, Kylie, Megan, Media Junkie, Suzanne, merelyme, Cece, Karen, Gig, and CSI Seattle. If "single handedly responsible" would like to de-lurk themselves to participate they can email me. If you do NOT wish to participate please add a comment to this post (or email me) to alert me to exclude you. The travel itinerary will be included with the socks. It is the responsibility of the sock holder to get the contact information for the next person on the list.

B) You will be required to take a photo (or photos) of yourself wearing the socks. Be as creative as you like, but remember the next person has to wear them too so keep them clean! Blottie, since you promised you would be naked in your photo I'm expecting something extra special from you.

C) Before the socks leave the Abode of Bobness, I'll start a blog so everyone can follow the travels of the vagabond lobsters. The photos should be uploaded to the blog along with any story you wish to write in connection with the lobster socks.

D) The last person on the list will be me. When I finally get the socks back, I'll figure out what to do with them. Since there are 11 people currently on the list, I'm guessing I'll have about one year to figure that out.

E) That's it folks. Let me know by Friday if you are in or out. It should be an interesting trip around the globe for these beautiful socks. Bite me!

Let the voting begin...

Here's the deal. The top three entries are below for you to peruse. On the sidebar to the right >>>>> you will see a poll to vote for your favorite entry. Voting will close at 11:59pm ET (8:59 PT) on Tuesday 3/31. The winner will then email me his/her address for the lobster socks. Good luck contestants!

Entry "A" ... Blottie's 9 Reasons
1. I've never won a damn thing. Was nominated many times, but nope, didn't win.
2. I look good in socks. Hell, I look good in most anything! Hell, I look good in nothing!!!! I promise to photograph myself naked in these socks. Sorry, you will only see my feet, but trust me, I'll be naked. Use your imagination.
3. I like red. However, I'll be honest, not as much as pink, so I'll probably bleach them.
4. I clicked on the "Market." Did anyone else do that? Probably not. Love the architecture. Love the vibe. I deserve to win just for taking the time to click a link.
5. I'm a vegetarian and wouldn't eat a darling lobster. As I write this I'm looking at Robyn's beautiful face, aka, Lobster Killer.
6. Oh, almost forgot to mention, I'm from the East Coast!!!
7. I'm Blottie.
8. I'm the only one who tried this hard!
Love you Bob! 9. Did anyone else say that? No. Just me. I'm preparing an email with my address as I speak. Thanks in advance.

Entry "B"... CC and Bob's Lunch
It was a beautiful blue day at the bottom of the sea. CC The Puffer fish was swimming through the coral and anemones, singing happily as she searched for food. "What do I want to eat today? I know, I’m hungry for Lobster." CC began searching the seabed for the luscious crustacean. Alas, she spotted one. She darted down toward the unsuspecting lobster and quickly found herself clasped within it’s pinchers.
“Ouch,” squealed CC the Puffer Fish! “Let me go, let me go!” But the Vicious Lobster held fast.
“What the hell do you think you were doing Puffer?”
“I was trying to have some lunch.”
“Lunch? You mean to tell me you were going to eat me for lunch?”
“I was going to try. But then you trapped me here between your pinchers. Now I seem to have lost my appetite for lobster.”
“You wouldn’t want to eat me anyway,” said the Lobster. “I am old and tough, and my tail would taste horrible without Land O Lakes butter. What you need for lunch is a nice tasty Clown Fish. Here, let’s see if we can find Nemo.”
The old Lobster released CC from his pinchers, and begain scanning the sea for clown fish. Quickly, CC swam in circles checking each of her fins to see if they still worked.
“They all still work,” she said excitedly. “Thank you Mr. Lobster, thank you for releasing me. I promise I will never try to eat you again.”
“Call me Bob, my sweet little Puffer, and what shall I call you?”
“Oh my name is CC.”
“Well my darling, CC, now you must be on your way. You still have some lunch to catch.”
CC frowned, “Yes, I suppose I do, but I have suddenly grown fond of you. I must find something to remember you by.”
Bob the Lobster gave a broad grin. “I have just the thing.” He swam under his rock house and came back out holding a nice pair of socks. The sock were ornate with miniature lobster’s just like Bob.
“Here my darling Puffer. You can have these marvelous lobster socks. And every time you wear them, you may think of me and remember, that Lobster tail tastes best with Land o Lakes butter. “
“Why thank you kind sir. I shall take those socks and cherish them always.”
CC slipped the socks onto each of her fins and swam off to find Nemo for lunch.
Bob waved goodbye with his pinchers until she was out of sight.

Entry "C" ... CSI's junkyard
Let's just put it this way; If I don't win those socks, I'm gonna move next door to you and park junk cars on my lawn.

Comcast sucks

So this was the plan for Sunday (It is 6:00pm as I write this):

1. Write a post for the sock contest in the morning while drinking my coffee.

2. At 2:00pm, I was going to a local establishment to watch the UNH/BU NCAA Hockey Northeast Regional Final. Since Comcast is a money hungry, blood sucking, greed worshiping corporation I can not get ESPNU on my cable system at home.

In reality:

1. I woke up this morning and put on the coffee. I couldn't get a wireless internet connection on my laptop. I went to the cable modem and found it not functioning properly. After 15 minutes on the phone with a Comcast customer service rep, she schedules a service call for today between 1pm and 5pm. Therefore, no morning post and no going out to watch the hockey game.

2. Here's the deal with ESPNU. ESPN would like it provided with basic cable subscriptions just like their ESPN2, ESPN Classic, and ESPN News channels. Comcast refuses to air ESPNU unless it can put it on a higher, added charge tier of sports programming. They are doing the same thing with the NFL Network. Effective May 1st, NFL Network is giving up and pulling its feed to Comcast so it can not be added to the up charge sports tier. On the internet side of the world, Comcast also does not allow access for its subscribers to ESPN360. On the bright side there are about 20 shopping channels, 5 religious channels, and about 10 channels dedicated to Spanish, Korean, Chinese, Vietnamese, and Indian programming.

3. The repair man doesn't get here until 6:00PM, one hour late from the 1pm-5pm window. 6:41pm, back online. I read that BU scored with 15 seconds left in the game to win 2-1. Too bad I missed that dramatic finish.

Thanks a lot Comcast... you suck. You've effectively ruined my only day off this week. Now that your flunky is done fixing whatever was wrong with my internet I'm surfing over to Direct TV to check out their pricing. They do have ESPNU, the NFL Network, and access to watch all of the Red Sox games this season. The next step will be checking out alternative high speed internet providers. I'm done with you Comcast.

Fence Finale

Wire Services Report - San Jose, CA: In an unexpected end to a lengthy saga, temporary fencing securing temporary fencing vanished overnight from a downtown San Jose location. After having occupied the area with seemingly no purpose or designated use for over five months, all that remained on Friday morning was an indentation and fallen leaves which marked the footprint of its former resting spot. Law enforcement officials were contacted, but no reports have been filed reporting the temporary fencing being lost or stolen. "We have not been contacted about any stolen fencing," Lieutenant Bill E. Clubb stated. "Until we have information contrary to this, it is our assumption that no foul play is involved in this non-case."

Residents and office dwellers in area are shocked by the disappearance of the temporary fencing guarding temporary fencing. "I am completely distraught" said a passerby calling himself just bob. "I left work last night and it was there and this morning nothing. I just don't understand how something like this can happen in what I thought was a safe neighborhood." Others seemed to be taking things in stride. "I really didn't pay much attention to it" said resident Shirley Ujest, "but now that it is gone I may miss it a little." Another local resident was not as delicate in his response. "I'm glad that fencing is finally gone. It was an eyesore and a blight on the area," said Sal Ammander. "They never even used it."

That was the main mystery behind the temporary fencing. While located on a main plaza for foot traffic, it appeared to be untouched for most of its nearly half a year stay. "We never ordered it," said Facility Development and Operations Manager Ken Struckshun . "It wasn't my responsibility and I had no reason to have it removed." A canvas of the area turned up no freshly fenced in areas, so it is apparent the fencing has been removed rather than being relocated. Calls to the fencing company for comment have thus far been un-returned. Anyone with information on the disposition of the temporary fencing guarding temporary fencing is encouraged to call (888) NO-FENCE. All callers will remain anonymous.

NEWS FLASH!!!!

I need to interrupt the sock contest
with important news...

THE FENCE IS GONE!!!

More details as they become available.