Really, I try to avoid this Weblog Awards nonsense. Paying attention to it has turned me into a pathetic vote-seeker in the past, and so I steadfastly refused to nominate myself or pay any attention during this last go-round.
But reader Rick W. e-mailed me with a link to the list of Finalists, and imagine my shock to see this list of Finalists for Best Conservative Blog:
Ace of Spades
Little Green Footballs
Mary Katherine Ham
The Jawa Report
I can’t look at that list without hearing that Sesame Street song going through my head:
One of these things is not like the others,
One of these things just doesn’t belong . . .
Well, it’s a pleasure to see my name on such a distinguished list, even if it’s a certainty that I will end up at the bottom. I’m okay with that. It’s like that saying: you’d rather have the worst house in the best neighborhood than the best house in the worst neighborhood.
This is a great neighborhood to be in, and I’m thrilled to be an occupant of the worst house of the group.