First, I have a confession to make. I stole the title of this post from Bettina Restrepo. She is the founder of the Winner Winner Chicken Dinner award, and I have high aspirations to travel to Texas someday so that we can hold the award banquet at a KFC. I plan to stand on a chair and proudly pose with a drumstick. Something tells me Bett will be right there next to me, because she is tres nuts.
It sounds more impressive with the French, don't you think?
Second, I have another confession to make. I picked a winner for the signed Bad Taste in Boys hardcover, and it turned out to be me, because somehow I managed to enter MYSELF into the drawing. This seemed a little lame to me--although I will admit that I briefly entertained the idea of signing a book, "To me, from myself with BRAAAAINS"--so I decided to pick a second winner. And it turned out to be the lovely, Excel-addicted Cari from Cari's Book Blog!
Yay! Sparkles and bad hair all around! Also some chicken. I'm hungry now. I could really use that award.
And thank you again to everyone for helping to spread the word about my lovely cover! You can have some chicken too.