Schedule Update
Finalists will be announced Wednesday. If we finish the finalist slates before then we will move up the announcement, but right now we're finishing the TTLB ecosystem categories and need all the time we can get. We may release the names of finalists in sections as the day goes on; it all depends on our progress in finalizing things.
Voting should begin Thursday evening.
In the meantime you can go see a mockup of the voting booth. If you want to stay up to date with our general press releases and notification you can sign up for our Weblog Awards newsletter. If you need to talk you can check out the forums.
PS - To those who have seen us looking at your sites from within our secret work bunker we say "hello." Yes we're checking you out. You may be a finalist; you may not. Check back Wednesday to find out for sure.
Update: The list will be up before midnight Eastern.









Tick...Tick...TICK!!! I've been counting down since December. Tick...Tick...TICK!!!
Less than FIVE hours to go until the BIG ANNOUNCEMENT.
TICK...TICK...TICK!
Less than THREE hours to Midnight on this Halloween Night. TRICK OR TREAT!!! Okay, forget the trick, I just want the DUmmie FUnnies treat I've been waiting for since December.
Will now watch South Park for an hour as the clock ticks down.
TICK...TICK...TICK!!!
PJ -- I think now is the time to remove firearms from your home. Just in case.
It's not the firearms I'm worried about. It's the RAAAAZZZZORS!!!
Oh, hey. You're the Jersey Guy. I'm not from there but I actually do have a funnie Jersey story. I was living in the DC area and a sort of friend of mine, Machine Gun Slade (and how he got that name is a whole other story) got real depressed because the love of his life was ditching him. Soooo...I went into my Dr. Phil mode and went up to Jersey with Machine Gun to a dance bar where his former girlfriend hung out. Well, I go into the bar and Machine Gun pointed out his former girlfriend so I go up to her to see if I could bring them back together. To make a long story short, she told me her ONLY encounter with Machine Gun was ONE dance together. That was it. I went back to Machine Gun and he confirmed that was the case. However, he insisted it was true love at first sight. Maybe in his obsessed (I should talk) mind.
After sniping at Machine Gun for causing me to go all the way up to Jersey for NOTHING, I talked to some other gal in there and made a date to go to NYC the next evening. Next evening comes and it was very wet due to a heavy rainstorm that day. Sooo...the Jersey Girl and I head toward Greenwich Village and we stepped off the curb into what I thought was a very shallow puddle. Actually I was the one who stepped into a very shallow puddle. Jersey Girl stepped into a HUMONGOUS pothole that was more like a deep pond. So deep that instantly my elbow was stretched as Jersey Girl, holding tightly to my had, sank up to about waist level. I pulled her out and the weird thing is that she actly like nothing much happened. Problem was that for the rest of the night, Jersey Girl smelled like an open sewer. I got her back to Jersey as quick as possible and, for once, was happy to be rid of a chick.
Whenever I smell disgusting sewers, my mind wanders back to Jersey Girl and our distinctly UNromantic date.
So how much more time until the finalists are announced?
Tick...Tick...TICK!!!
p.s. That wasn't my worst date. My worst date was the time I had a blind date with a Nikita Khruschev look-alike but that is a whole other story.
Maybe it would be less tense for me if I just go to sleep and check back tomorrow morning. I sure hope the DUmmie FUnnies gets a nice treat after years of tricks. Good luck to all but especially to MEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
Sleep well, you're a finalist. Check the front page...
Last night was the LONGEST night of my life. I'm NOT kidding. I went to sleep shortly after 11 PM. All night I had the same dream over and over and over again. It was nothing but checking this site to see that I become a finalist. And in each dream sequence I found out that I had become a finalist but then I would wake up and realize it was only a dream. I knew all I had to do was check the computer to see if the DUmmie FUnnies had REALLY been named but I was too scared to try until morning so I would go back to sleep again and the same dream of being named a finalist again would appear only to wake up again and repeat the procedure over and over again.
Right now pinching myself. YUP! I am awake.
And, THANK YOU, judges for naming the DUmmie FUnnies as a finalist.
And now to intiate my voting game plan that I have been working on for three years...