The Mede For:
Most Likely to Miss the Deadline for Submissions, then argue I should get an award by shamelessly plugging my amazing Trump/Game of Thrones predictions.
Goes to me for:
Here’s my “future” tweet written in December 2016:
You will notice I predicted the bombing of Syria a full five months before the event took place, but on a date that was almost three months later than said event. My award crashing announcement comes exactly eight days after the deadline for submissions. Coincidence? I think not.
Here is a picture of my Mede award proudly displayed as I shovel real, as opposed to virtual, manure-like matter in order to complete our new drought-resistant landscaping on a balmy 93-degree August afternoon in Southern California.
I would get up on the stage and give an acceptance speech, but I am too tired after filling, transporting and then spreading approximately one-hundred-and-seven wheel barrows full of the stuff.
Thanks, oh Tribune of Small. (With all the writers and publications leaving this platform shouldn’t we rename it with something more size appropriate?)