Just a little reminder that tomorrow is the deadline for submitting your entry in The Jacket: A Writing Competition.
“Wha???” you ask.
“What’s that all about?” you demand.
“Can I get fries with that?” you query thoughtfully.
To find out all about the competition…
Look to the top, look to the right, stand up sit down, fight, fight, fight!
(Bet you didn’t know I was a cheerleader for all of a couple of months in 8th grade. Yup. Yuppers.)
I will post the next 5 entrants tomorrow and the final entries (unless I get a new batch overnight) next week. Remember, the fate of the free world, as well as ownership of that spiffy jacket, is on the line.
Get your entry in now!
Peg-o-Leg's Ramblings 
I didn’t get any fries with mine. (bottom lip sticking out in a pathetic pout)
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Me either! We were totally gypped, Maineiac.
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Hey, does this mean I could (theoretically) send my entry tomorrow night? I’m scrambling to get it finished, but I’ve got flu brain, so another full day to work on it would be lovely! 🙂
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I guesssssss. Midnight Friday, Illinois, US Time. Of course all entries are date-stamped by my dedicated cadre of blog assistants.
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LOL! I will get it in before midnight, I promise! 🙂 Send your blog assistants a big hug and kiss from me…er, well.. virtually, so ya’ll don’t catch the flu!
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Okay, I just submitted my entry, but I think all of the formatting was cut out! Can I send you an email copy of it so you can read the formatting correctly?
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If I get fries with that, I DEFINITELY won’t fit in that jacket. 😉
This is such a cool contest!!
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You can’t get fries with that anymore. Since we’re all too fat, Big Brother is insisting we go with apple slices on the side. Sigh.
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Has anyone left you a ‘Masters’ comment RE: said svelte jacket?
Because it just occurred to me I probably should do that.
If I ever come up with something good, I’ll let you know.
🙂
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Yes, as a matter of fact. Once Big Al saw the level of competition he decided to brush up on his golf skills in order to land a spiffy, green jacket. Must remember when the Masters air on TV so I don’t miss him…
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I really wanted to enter your contest, but in all honesty I just couldn’t write about a jacket that is green. My mind can’t think of any scenario that would involve something of that colour. I guess I’m frozen in white snow mode…
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THink of it as a patch of really, really bright grass that is about to get a foot of snow dumped on it.
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What’s all this about a jacket?
I’ve missed so much 😦
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THere’s still time. Take the day off of work, cancel dinner plans and get a-writin’. I’ve already been forced to admit the deadline isn’t until midnight tonight, so you’ll be fine!
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