Amazon is deciding the funniest reviews now, and it’s a decent start so far:
Less than a week ’til kick-off and my buddy uncovered this gem — full streaming access to DirecTV’s “Sunday Ticket” comes with the 25th anniversary edition of Madden without a subscription to DirecTV and regardless of whether you live within their coverage.
Now you can see Adrian Peterson go all day all season (and connect the stream to your TVs/projectors). Keep the game or chuck/sell it after getting the log-in codes.
That post title is usually an oxymoron, but I stuck with my resolution to submit to The New Yorker Caption Contest every week, and somehow cracked their weird brand of non-humor:
Today’s the last day of the two weeks you can vote for my caption online here.
I probably should’ve posted this sooner, but new jobs and hurricanes are quite distracting. Please give me all your unbiased and biased votes (it’s OK, we’re not electing a president here), and I’ll post an update after they announce the winner.
Close, but no cigarillo. My caption came in second to Paul’s, which is really pretty funny. Props Paul, whoever you are.
I’m six months into my new year’s resolution to submit to The New Yorker’s Cartoon Caption Contest every week. I never usually do any resolutions, but figured this would be a good way to keep doing some fun side writing outside of the whole advertising realm. I’ll admit that some of my submissions have been crap, submitted last-minute during busier weeks, but these are a few of my favorites as I look back over the last six months:
Sure, it would be fun to win, but I also know it took Roger Ebert seven years to get selected. This is what he wrote in his Chicago Sun-Times Blog two years before finally getting the nod:
“I have entered the New Yorker’s Cartoon Caption Contest almost weekly virtually since it began and have never even been a finalist. Mark Twain advised: “Write without pay until somebody offers to pay you. If nobody offers within three years, sawing wood is what you were intended for.” I have done more writing for free for the New Yorker in the last five years than for anybody in the previous 40 years.
It’s not that I think my cartoon captions are better than anyone else’s, although some weeks, understandably, I do. It’s that just once I want to see one of my damn captions in the magazine that publishes the best cartoons in the world. Is that too much to ask?”
The magazine’s normal cartoons from their regular cartoonists have always been interesting, albeit polarizing, and we’re long past the glory days of Charles Addams. I’d actually recommend checking out The Best Of The Rejection Collection: Cartoons That Were Too Dumb, Too Dark, or Too Naughty for The New Yorker for a better laugh:
Last July I joined the creative department of JWT New York and it’s been a pretty sweet experience. I really wasn’t sure what to expect at an agency of this size after working at only small shops, but it sure doesn’t feel like a behemoth—the pace is super fast. One of the cool things about working somewhere this large is all the interesting types of people to connect with. There’s even trend-watching specialists here who basically stay on top of everything going on and put out these kinds of reports:
I’ll just keep it brief for now and say it’s going to be an exciting next few months as some fun things I’ve worked on go into the wild, and the company continues to adapt to modern madness.