No, not like the ones on Elton John's head. This is a different kind of plug.
There's a new online humor magazine that just launched its first issue this week. It's called the Clay Pigeon, and its puppetmaster is Diesel over at the Mattress Police, head puppet designer is Joel Bezaire from Crummy Church Signs, designer of puppet costumes (most noteworthy was his Heidi outfit for a particularly skanky-looking old sock puppet; as it turns out, a dirndl is the ultimate anti-skanker) is Frogster from The Frog Bog blog...
and polisher of the puppets' shoes is me. Mmmm. Shoes.
We've got a couple other puppeteers hitting the work room in future weeks, too. Get your clapping hands ready.
This magazine is an amalgamation of new material and already-published posts from a variety of contributors. If you ever encounter a particularly funny post in the blogosphere, by the way, please let me know! The Clay Pigeon is all about promoting good satire, Potsy.
Unlike most of my sprawling hoo-haws here at O Mighty Crisis, this post is brief. Use the twelve extra minutes you'd allotted--for reading about the toe-nail polish choices of my adolescence--to head over to Clay Pigeon and give it a looksie, woncha?
Hopefully, you'll find the site worth bookmarking or blogrolling or tattooing onto your left bicep. With so much good stuff all pulled into one weekly edition, it'll save you enough blog trolling time that you'll soon be able to, um,
wade through that Kierkegaard on the nightstand.
Or read more blogs.