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Webby Awards

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I've only been out of the office for three days, but my mailbox is overflowing. Don't people know that snail mail is passe? I was especially surprised, in fact, to find a letter from the Webby Awards.

Okay, confession: I entered. I thought it would be good PR for the blog if, by some miracle, it got nominated. Then I could go online and beg everyone to vote in the People's Voice thing, and all you TwS fans would vote, and we'd create a mental-health revolution.

But I didn't get nominated. Instead, I'm an "Official Honoree." This is a little like getting that Xeroxed certificate at the end of a weekend rope-climbing course, but I'm consoling myself by reading the not-very-fine print:

"Being selected as an Official Honoree means a site has been selected as one of the top sites on the Web as part of the Webby judging process, based on the Webby judging criteria. Less than 20% of the sites entered in the Webby Awards are deemed Official Honorees. With thousands of entries in the Webby Awards each year, being selected as an Official Honoree is a notable achievement."

So that's cool, right? I'm even getting a framed certificate in the mail. It's going to say, "Congratulations on attending our Krav Maga self-defense one-hour demonstration class. You are now a Certified Person!"

Webby Award Official Honorees

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Liz, congratulations on being a Webby Official Honoree. Remember, your, er, glass is at least 80% full. Pretty good in a world where a long-term treatment goal can be seeing your website as only 50% full.

(Having a friend who took a course in Krav Maga, I figure a one hour demonstration class is sufficient to scare the heck out of any potential attacker.)

Congratulations, Honoree!

A framed certificate, no less.

I once came in second in the 3rd grade spelling bee. I still look back on that day fondly, such potential. I think the nun caught me gazing off into the future and went up side my head. Time to pray.

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Liz Spikol is senior contributing editor of Philadelphia Weekly. She writes the award-winning column The Trouble With Spikol, which began as a chronicle of her struggle with mental illness, and has since expanded into humorous musings on everything from graphic novels to how to use a mop. She also writes the paper's book review column, Lit Gloss. This blog -- named one of the Top 10 Bipolar Blogs of 2007 by PsychCentral -- is about mental illness policy, news, personal journeys and more.