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I seriously don’t understand it. The issue is as confusing to me as why they won’t put the original Power Rangers on DVD. For the past couple of months, literally hundreds (not thousands) of people have found my blog because of one man. I called him my “good friend” in a post last year, and he has proven himself by drawing a good number of Google searchers.
I don’t know what’s sadder, the fact that my blog gets more traffic from this silly man than all the other serious stuff here or the fact that people are actually searching for him on Google. I think it cuts both way. I have a strange obsession with his smiling face that makes me giggle like a little girl and apparently so do countless others who continue to find my blog through him.
Since he drew more traffic last year than anything else, he is the “man of the year” for 2010. Forget Obama, or Assange, or Richard Simmons or anyone else, here’s to the true man of the year:
Mr Emmitt Nervend.
Name changes in the Bible typically represented a crucial turningpoint in a person’s life (like Abraham or Paul). Today, name changes usually signify a loss of sanity (like Chad Ochocinco). I’ve decided to change the name of this blog into something wittier and catchier…and it certainly falls into the latter category.
You see, most of my friends are Christians and are cool and postmodern and sophisticated and run blogs too. But their blog names are something significant like “Running to the Cross” or “Satan is a Nerd” or some Greek word no one in America today can pronounce. The name usually defines the blog and how it should be referred to or perceived or read…
I’ve obviously went against this notion and settled with “Huggbees!” Why? It’s from Freakazoid and it’s fun to say. No joke, I kept saying it below my breath as I spiffied this page up. Go ahead and say it…”Huggggbeeessss!!” It’s great fun for you and your family! So what does the name signify? Nothing…absolutely nothing. I realize this may seem nihilistic and postmodern, but it’s really just a funny name and I like it and this is my blog so I can cry if I want to..and you can go suck a lemon if you’re so upset!
I also changed the theme..I wanted something more “fun” for the Huggbees! (Huggggbeeeeeess!!) title and this was the best I could find…okay there were others, but flowers were in the design somewhere and i just won’t tolerate that.
In unrelated news (in case you’re still reading)..I’m in a songwriting competition and in desperate need of votes. So if you could pop on over to that site and register to vote, I’d love you til the day you die.Thanks!
Since the “Wendy’s Devotions” blogs were so popular, I figured I’d continue it…PSYCHE! However, if another highly spiritual thought comes to mind while at Wendy’s, I’ll be sure to post it here…but now, on to the real post!
I’ll go a little lighter on this post because I’d like to think that I’m better at writing humor than serious stuff…plus it’s past midnight and I’d rather make this quick and painless…and because the original serious post I was going to write just wasn’t clicking..and because it’s good to smile every once in a while,right?
So if you talk to me for any amount of time, I will probably bring up or reference the classic cartoon “Freakazoid.” It was a short-lived Stephen Spielberg production back in the 90′s in the same vein as Animaniacs, only it never got that popular because most of its intended audience (kids) didn’t understand the show…ah well, we all laugh at it now. One of the principle characters of the show is the silent Emmitt Nervend. He just pops up at random and never says anything. One scene may find him at a dance for Daylight Savings Time, another may find him pulling a lever that zaps monsters, and still another might find him as a salty dance hall chanteuse on an airplane.
One thing that never fails with Emmitt is that he’s always smiling. And looking at him makes you smile…or turn away screaming in horror..but at least that makes everyone else smile. Personally, I laugh out loud (literally) sometimes when I see a picture of Mr. Nervend. And so, I printed out a wallet-sized picture of him and taped it to the dashboard of my car…that way if I ever hop in while in a bad mood, say after a shift at Wendy’s (there, I mentioned Wendy’s!), I can look at Emmitt and smile. So now, without further ado, Mr. Emmitt Nervend:
