The Golden Globes were a big old bust for bob last night. It didn’t help that I wasn’t even nominated for anything. That right there could cut your chances of winning down significantly. I still have hope for the Nobel Peace Prize but I think my entry form was lost in the mail.
I don’t need awards, right? What do awards do? Make you feel better about yourself? Let others know how good you are at something? Give you a sense of accomplishment for all the behind the scenes work you do day after day after day after day? Let you know that somewhere, somehow someone or even many someones are paying attention to what you do and want you to know it’s all worth it.
Okay, maybe one little award would be nice. It doesn’t have to be the golden globes… it could be something much smaller… like maybe that cheese those lab mice eat. Or one of those milk-bones Frank gives the dogs for not killing the mailman. I don’t ask for too much, do I?