Well….I didn’t win The New Yorker’s cartoon caption contest.
I came in third….out of three. Ouch.
One of my friends graciously suggested it was because I didn’t have a huge network of friends stuffing the ballot box. I don’t know whether to take comfort in that or get depressed because I’m a friendless loser. haha
My new t.v. reality show should be “I Love Lose-y.”
Anyway, I want to thank everyone who did vote for my caption. I intend to keep plugging away and enter the magazine’s contest every week. Who knows, maybe someday I’ll come up with a caption that will be generic enough to appeal to all those unimaginative cretins out there. Just kidding!
Really, it was an honor to be selected as one of the finalists.
Now I know how Helen Mirren must have felt at the Oscars.
(Except she won one once, didn’t she? Crap. There goes that analogy.)