A few weeks ago I got wind of something called “Blogger Idol.”
It’s an online contest run by a couple of insane, obviously bored, objectively wonderful people in an effort to publicize and award some of the best blog writing on the internet.
This is the second year of the competition and after submitting an audition explaining my blog and why I’m the greatest, I find myself among the 13 finalists. Unfortunately, now I’m forced to write an assignment every week in an attempt to outlast the other 12 contestants and win it all.
Like “American Idol” itself, advancement relies on a combination of judges impressions and fans, votes. Which is where you come in.
Dad and Buried 