Best of Eugene 2008

... if I could figure out how to type out the melody of "The Final Countdown," I would. But I can't, so I'll spare you. ANYWAY, you have approximately seven hours left in which to vote for the Best of Eugene. And we want your ballots. Yes, yours — and yours, and yours, and that guy over there's.

Remember, kids, if you don't vote, you don't get to complain about the direction our country's heading. Er, I mean, the businesses which take home the magical sparkly winners' certificates.

(Also remember that if you vote 18,746 times in a row, I will very possibly think unfriendly thoughts at you forever, or at least until next year.)

Hearts,
Your Resident Bitchy Ballot Mistress

It's that time again. It's that wonderful, entertaining, aggravating, astonishing, hysterical-laughter-inducing time again. Oh, the replies! Oh, the campaigns! Oh, the ballot stuffing!

BRING IT! (But not the ballot stuffing. C'mon, now. Ballot stuffing doesn't really help your cause in the long run, as it tends to make ballot-counters resentful and cranky. Creative responses, on the other hand, can win you fans for life.)