Announcing… the 2013 Fictionary™ entries, in the approximate order they were received:
Tales of Urban Misanthropy
- Vulcanic Eruption
This was a tough contest to judge.
Competition was fierce. Wits were sharp. Laughs were loud.
Muffins were baked.
Ross Murray (AKA Rosemary) entered the ring in full force, with his one-two punch: two blogs posts AND some clever comments.
Not to be outdone, INRS (who are you, oh mysterious, INRS) appealed to my public health geekiness with ‘Chlamydiot.’ Unfortunately, the judges had to disqualify INRS for submitting his/her/their entry solely in the comments.
Rarasaur and her sidekick swooped in, in true dino-hero style, to remind us that what we are working with here are ‘portmanteaux,’ which led to some silly late-night banter about Portlandtoes.
Ponderingspawned proferred an enlightening post about the ‘interinneruniversary,’ while Misha Burnett ‘thrickled’ us pink with his DIY style. Jenn electrified us with her electronic era (e-ra?) terms, and Cheri did her best to save us all from wallowing in ‘blogitory’ by designing a new, improved Fictionary™ badge.
Judging this has gotten my ‘anxions’ all in a tizzy, thanks to the Urban Misanthropist.
Then Miss Snarky Pants slipped in at the last minute with an entry for just about every part of speech.
Competition was fierce. Did I mention that? Fierce!
Words were mashed.
Metaphors were mixed.
Minds were blown, and hearts may very well have been broken.
And… the grand prize, consisting, as you and your salivary glands no doubt recall, of a batch of my world famous Recrimination Muffins™ goes to…
wait for it…
Miss Snarky Pants!
Her winning entry, Fictionary: Preventing the Extinction of My Muffin Top, included TWELVE–count them, 12–entries for the Fictionary™. It was like the last supper for neologicians.
Rule breaker that she is, some of her entries were hilarious NEW definitions for existing words. And when I say “hilarious,” I mean, don’t drink milk while reading her post because you WILL snort it through your nose.
As if that weren’t enough, her entries included five separate parts of speech, and what can only be described as ‘revealing’ picture of Mr. Spock.
As if THAT weren’t enough, she centered her post around the theme of muffins… or, at least, her muffin top.
Plus, she had a legion of fans lobby me on her behalf. I scared one of them as we bantered in the comments section, but then we made up and became friends (didn’t we George Flores). I’ve never been on the receiving end of such a well-organized political action. Now I feel like the Governor, the Governor of Blogtown.
I better get baking.
Congratulations, Miss Snarky Pants.
Your muffin top will live to see another day. Look out for the Chopperrazzi.
The rest of you: thanks for playing!
Your entries were amazing, and will all be entered into the Fictionary™.
See you for another round next February!