Pandora draw winner(s)

The time has come.

As is my wont, I avoided the electronic choosing system.  This time, instead of putting paper into a vessel and using the magic toaster tongs, I went for a message in a bottle kind of thing.

Note that the names were printed and cut into strips all of the same dimension.





Then each strip was folded in half three times, and placed into the jar.

Much shaking commenced.
Of the jar, as in a martini, not self, as in a tizzy.

One tri-folded piece exited the mouth first, with another chasing close behind.



The first out was called the winner.

Congratulations, Olfacta!!!!












But wait.  This seems so...so random.  And I was so late in shaking.  So, I opened up the second out of the gate.  Because I'll send what remains of my sample to that person.

Womo, if you want half a hit, contact me via the link!  (ScentScelf@aol.com)  Olfacta, contact me with your mailing info, and I will pass it along to Dawn, who will be sending you a fresh sample directly.

Congratulations both of you.  

The rest of you, if it's any consolation, now I need a hit, too.  :) 

The Draw (Vintage LOTV Edition)

So, today there was a drawing.

Erm... a "draw."

No, not arrows.  Sheath yourselves.  Stop quivering.

Mosquito drawing blood?  Now you're being silly.  (But hey, this gives a handy overview of what happens after a mosquito bites you.  For those of you who care to know.  Or who have 5 year olds.)

Surely you saw that one coming?


No, no, no; a drawing of a name from a vessel for purposes of identifying who shall get smidgens of vintage iterations of  Diorissimo and Coty Muguet.

The procedure went like this.

All who registered their interest were entered onto a list.  Same font, same size for each person.  (Gotta work the fair mojo.)  Then the paper was halved lengthwise (same width for each slip), and each person's name was cut out (same height).

Slips were folded in half and put into a magic vessel.

Also known as "the pottery urn thingie."




The Muguet and the Diorissimo then rested atop the entry slips to allow their vibe to permeate every entry.

A mojo making period lasting approximately the amount of time it takes to leave the room, prepare a cup of tea, let the dog back in, and make sure there are no forgotten freelance deadlines impending.



But how to extract?  Other bloggers use their cats, or their offspring, or the (now for-fee) services of an online randomizer.  Sure, I have cats, but their prehensile abilities are not so refined.  Yes, I have offspring, but I figure I like to press them into servitude for things like fetching the mail and helping me figure out where I lost my keys this time.  Besides, this was to be a hand wrought affair, reflecting the care and appreciation for every reader who participated.

And yet somehow I needed to place a distance between me and the deed, because I was going to feel badly that I could not simply send samples out to everybody.

I needed a device that required me attending to, but not actually touching, those slips.

Toaster tongs were required.

And so they were used.

Congratulations!


Krista, please contact me with your mailing info.  You'll need to scroll down through the rigamarole I've set up in the left column, to "Biographical Sniglets."  Click on "View my compete profile"; there you will be given an e-mail link.




images first through fourth, from (respectively) Union Jr/Sr High via Ball State U; Toy Haven blog; Washington Post online; Sierra College "Snowy Range Reflections" Journal.  


all other images the author's own.