Joshilyn Jackson is such a tease

Joshilyn Jackson is such a tease

Okay, I admit, she’s a fantastic author, but she has been tantalizing me with this Boobs Stuck Under a Bed in Paris story for months. She refers to it, always by this very intriguing title, but she will never tell me the details. And, as you can see from her blog, if Joshilyn Jackson decides to tell the details of how her boobs got stuck under the bed in Paris, it will be hilarious. The whole story has gotten to be one of the great mysteries. I wrack my brain on a regular basis for ideas as to how anyone could get her boobs stuck under a bed. And, to be honest, so far I have not come up with a single one.

So, this morning, she emails me that she is going to do it–she is going to do a Boobs Stuck Under a Bed in Paris contest, the prize for which is a copy of Blame It on Paris. So I go to her blog, all excited, because at LAST I will learn how her boobs got stuck, and just see what she did (entry for Dec 19).

She promised to tell the story at last if her readers fail her. But just to make sure they don’t fail her, she promised signed copies of her books and a little fox doll if they sent her great memes. How am I supposed to compete? OF COURSE, people are sending her tons of memes, and I will NEVER get to learn about the boobs. She is torturing me on purpose.

So I challenge all of MY faithful readers to come to my aid. Your task is really very simple: DON’T send memes to Joshilyn Jackson. Resolutely resist any urge until she has finished this contest. Yes, I know she’s holding out that fox doll as a lure, but you must fight the temptation. Do absolutely nothing. I will thank you for it later.

Oh, and…if I should crack and submit my own meme, you must not blame me. It’s just, I have such a great one, and although I theorize that I can find other ways to get signed copies, her brother’s fox dolls are so cute. I’m resisting so far, though. Seven words why: Boobs Stuck Under a Bed in Paris.

  • amy

    Ok, this registering thing to leave a comment is almost more than I can handle this morning since I have a horrible cold and someone seems to have rolled over me with a tank while I was sleeping last night. But ANYWAY–I have jumped over from Faster Than Kudzu to tell you that you ought to hold your OWN contest, with something fabulous that Joshilyn wants, the prize going to the best Paris story. I’m not even being selfish here, since I don’t have any really good Paris stories, although I have some excellent Italy stories. Although I will point out that I have submitted NO memes and thus I’m due some good chocolate, no? And it seems like you know your chocolate. ๐Ÿ™‚
    And I’m still befuddled with the login thing, and I need to go lie down again…

    December 20, 2006 at 5:48 pm
  • I think I fixed the registering thing. Well, I think Sรฉbastien fixed it. Computers are really not my forte.

    Unfortunately, my experiments showed that chocolate does NOT fix a cold, so I have no help for you there. Although there wasn’t really a good control group in this experiment (since no one with the same cold was around NOT eating chocolate, there’s no proof, really, as to whether my eating chocolate helped shorten my cold or not; it might have gone on even longer than 2.5 weeks without the chocolate, who knows?). So maybe you should try re-running the experiment just in case, although who you’ll be able to talk into being the non-chocolate control group I don’t know.

    That is a good, nefarious idea about the contest. I like nefarious ideas. We could make it the best Paris-or-some-other-city-in-Europe Story Contest so you could enter, too. Now I just have to think of a good lure. What if it involved handmade truffles? ๐Ÿ™‚

    December 20, 2006 at 6:11 pm
  • amy

    Much easier to comment!
    Hmm, while intriguing, I’m not sure I could compete with the Boobs Stuck Under the Bed in Paris, which has now reached mythical status without even being known.
    Here’s how sick I am: I don’t even WANT chocolate. These are dark days.

    December 20, 2006 at 10:44 pm
  • Maybe we’ll have to have a second prize, too, in case Joshilyn enters. ๐Ÿ™‚ But I have thought of an even BETTER contest idea. The best made-up story that could fit under the title Boobs Stuck Under a Bed in Paris wins! And if Joshilyn should decide to post her true story as an entry…well, we’ll have accomplished that much, right? But I’ll have to see what she thinks about it–I feel a bit awkward popping up on her blog to invite all her readers to come do a contest on my blog. ๐Ÿ™‚

    It sounds like you have what I had. I can only promise that it does end. Eventually. Take lots of Advil Cold & Flu and pretend you don’t exist, that’s my best advice. When you’re too sick to want chocolate there’s so little recourse…

    December 20, 2006 at 11:30 pm