Oh crap. 🙂
Ye olde humble blog has been recognized with another award. This time it’s the Creative Blog Award and was thoughtfully issued by Deirdra Coppel from Knightess.com.
Since it is now obvious that her judgment must be seriously impaired, as evidenced by the aforementioned award, I urge everyone to visit her wonderful site. It’s a “story book world” filled with dungeons, dragons, sword fighting, heroes, and a handsome prince.
For some reason, she doesn’t mention a princess, but we all know that’s the most important part of any real kingdom.
Perhaps it was my “story book” posting about my time spent In the Service of the King that caught her eye? Yes, that must be it. That post tells the tale of a strapping young lad on a quest to lay a feast on the King’s table. It’s a heartwarming story about how the world works. A perfect post for a story book land, methinks.
That post, incidentally, was also the first time I ever proudly introduced the coat of arms for the noble family line of the House of Gristle. And, according to Ancestry.com, my last name literally translates to “servant.” Isn’t that fitting?
Hmm. I’m not so sure. Was it my fable about the King’s table or my family coat of arms that won me this award? Either way, I offer a most humble and heartfelt thanks.
I urge everyone to check out Deirdra’s story book world. It seems very much like a fascinating place. I’ll even consider relocating there permanently, but only if there is someone suitable for me to serve. Perhaps there will be a slothful, gluttonous, and greedy merchant who peddles his wares on the internet just for me?
Long live the King! Without him the servant is nothing. (And thanks for the award!)
Shouts from the Abyss 
Kings Table… great place. Used to visit there. But then they were all destroyed – obliterated by forces beyond my ken and replaced by the “Old Country Buffet.” Oddly, the food is no different at all. Apparently the King and the Hillbilly’s eat exactly the same stuff. Go figure.
Every time I go to one of these places I risk a diabetic coma.
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I remember King’s Table from when I was a kid. I ain’t seen one in decades. Of course, like you say, other places have arrived to fill that niche. I call the one in our town The Hog’s Trough. It is frequented by a certain type of person. My wife and I can’t stand the place. (It’s damn weird for an idiot like me to feel highbrow.)
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