Blogger Friend Opens Big Mouth And Beans Get Spilled. Contest.
I specifically told my friend "Ring Ding" not to tell anyone about my blog. Does he listen?
No. He just couldn't resist.
So last weekend he says to two people that I know, "So did you know 'Dr Zibbs' has a blog?"
They ask, "Really, what's it about?"
Then I had the odd task of trying to describe it. Which is pretty difficult if you think about it.
It's like trying to describe the smell of a rose to a guy that doesn't live near roses.
So how would you describe my blog? The person who can best describe TBY will get it read by me on my Snapvine recorder (located conveniently on my sidebar). Yes this is a contest. So get to work.
And as you write it, feel free to write it in a way as if it's "coming to a theater near you" because that's how I'll probably record your creation when I'm in the studio "cutting it" (sorry for all the technical talk people- that's just how we in the biz talk).
..you see, "cutting it" means, "laying down the tracks" or...oh never mind....it's very hard to explain. I guess in the most simplest terms, I'll be recording your words from my mouth into a recording device that will later be able to be heard by your ears.
Do you understand now?
27 comments:
It's like a happy little hemorrhoid but with less bleeding.
I think I nailed it.
Not too shabby Moooog
Coming the fall to theaters everywhere....
When a mans find himself from within, and he gives of himself to other.......
Yeah, I got nothing.
A little piece of heaven?
Cameron - get back to work. I know you got something better.
Awwww.. No Wendy YOU'RE a little piece of heaven.
(pretends that she says "No YOU'RE a little piece of heaven"
No YOU are! Oh forget it we could go on all day like this. How about we agree that we're BOTH a little piece of heaven?.Hmmm?...(starts tickling her) ...hmmmm?...hmmmm?....
This contest is so rigged! WWW is in the film-making biz!
It's like Calvin (post-Hobbs) all grown up!
If you look closely at the picture you'll notice in the center, it's the one piece of equipment that ties all the sound gear into place: the lava lamp. No sound mixing is complete without it.
Setting: The Blue Yak is grazing on some alfalfa while eye'ing the futon.
Track One: Clue the music:
Track Two: Your blog is like a spaghetti noodle that doesn't have an end!
Track Four: You see, you can go back and lay down Track Three later. Cool huh??
Happy Tuesday!
- Jennifer
I vote for moooooog.
TBY is like finding a cure for HIV and then holding it hostage.
Nikki - sweet.
..I think.
TBY is like trying to describe the color clear, or trying to figure out where the white goes when the snow melts.
It is better not to know the answers to some of life's mystery's.
I think it's more like trying to describe the smell of roses to sommeone without a nose. (Sense of smell, I mean. Not like they lost their nose in a horrible zamboni incident.)
Dr. Zibbs: The Doctor is in...sane!
An eclectic phantasmagoria of bizarreness, discombobulation and sexual innuendo ... with a side order of pie.
"TBY is like the itch you get, the naughty kind, that you just can't scratch...even with medication."
Or something like that.
It's like feeling that telltale grumbling in your gut and knowing you will be spending time in the magazine room. Somehow, when you come out you just feel better.
Reading this blog is like sticking your thumb up your butt and not minding that, when you pull it out, there's gonna be poo all over it.
I need to ask a professional why so many of my creative efforts involve a thumb up the butt. It's nothing I've ever tried nor want to try, yet it's always there, in the forefront.
[cue ominous music]
In a world infested with mommy blogs and unreadable, blinding color combinations...
He is wanted.
In a world ignorant to the charms of idyllic West Chester, PA...
He is needed.
When you Google "That Blue Yak"...
He is found.
He posts funny videos.
He likes pictures of your boobs.
His blog is "That Blue Yak".
The rest is up to you.
(You must say this in the movie theater deep announcing voice)
One Man...
...One Blog...
...A whole shitload of randomness
Coming soon
It's like a really bad car accident, you can't help but keep looking.
Your blog is bello come il sole.
Any more ideas? I'll wait just in case there are a few straglers.
Sorry, doll, my creative juices are just not flowing today. I vote for W3
"T.B.Y. is like a finger in your butt. You know it's there, and it stinks."
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