Well, I'm not in NYC. Not for this circus. (Well, maybe if Kurt Russell was filming there.) Here are my Finalist certificates. I hate awards because you are meaningless to your agent (why I dropped my first one) if you lose. Seems to be no way to capitalize on my being a 5-Time Finalist. Always the bridesmaid...
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Fuck the St(r)okers. It's nothing but a popularity contest among a field of asswipe butt-buddies.
I've seen folk who have no talent at all win the "Stoker". People who can't write worth a damn have walked away with those glorious trophies. (I have to admit that Tim Kirk's vagina-inspired sculpture is brilliantly executed.)
Don't sweat it. You can always line the birdcage with your "finalist" certificate.
Suh-WEEEEEEET!
But you'd think they'd have designed them to be a bit more... I dunno... Gothic?
Even when winning doesn't mean a helluva lot. Well, losing is big business. I'm a pro.
You're right GW, pretty run-of-the-mill looking awards visually for what it's for. But really nice that you won them Wayne, congrats!
Ah well, there's no points for second-best, as they say. :-p But you know that you're first-rate to us, even though our affection won't pay your bills. :o)
Kudos, regardless. Sometimes being a bridesmaid's not such a bad thing, after all!
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