I didn’t win a million dollars.
Was it a possibility? Yes! It was for all of us. I entered the Lay’s potato chip contest. Come up with an idea for a new chip flavor and win $1,000,000. The finalists were announced this week and unfortunately none of the five fantastic flavors I came up with made the cut.
The finalists? Southern Biscuits and Gravy, New York Reuben, West Coast Truffle Fries, and Greektown Gyro.
Southern Biscuits and Gravy? Didn’t Lay’s already do a Chicken ‘n Waffles chip?
The finalists get their name on their bag and $50,000, and the one that gets the most votes from the public gets a million or 1% of net sales for the next year. I guess I don’t get any of that. All of my potato chip-related money fantasies are gone.
Currently my flavor is Disappointment, with a hint of Frustration.
I have a new piece up at Playboy: True Detective Dialogue or Dr. Phil Quote? (Don’t worry, it’s SFW – though to be honest I guess that depends on your W).
I actually don’t even watch True Detective anymore. I was in for three episodes but I had to bail. Sorry, but I only have room on Sunday nights for one depressing, greasy drama with massive violence and unlikable characters and that’s Ray Donovan.
I mentioned last week that because I’ve ended PBJ I was going to bring over some of the features from that site over here, and here’s one of them: random links. One in a while I’ll do a roundup of stories around the web I find interesting and worth reading. Also: throwing a bunch of links up works when you don’t have the time to put up anything substantial. But hey, everybody loves links!
Current weather: 86 degrees. Sticky, stuffy, soupy, and other unpopular Dwarves.
Feels like: ugh
Those of you who have been reading this site for years know how I feel about summer.
If you were to take a poll of what season people liked the most…well, I wouldn’t care about the results. It takes a certain type of adult (it’s different when you’re a kid and out of school) to name July and August as their favorite months. That person probably has access to air conditioning. The rest of us have to get by with a creative combination of open windows, fans, and shorts. God I hate wearing shorts.
But I’ve talked about all of this before. Click on the links earlier in this post for a variety of anti-summer rants.
I’m making some changes. Not Bruce Jenner-level changes but they’re somewhat important..
I’m ending Professor Barnhardt’s Journal after 13 years. I’m saddened by this, but It’s just getting too tedious to continue to update it, and when you start to use the word tedious to describe something you’ve been doing a while maybe it’s time to step away from it. The traffic it’s getting – or not getting, in this case – just doesn’t warrant doing it anymore. I’ll keep the archives up in case you want to check it out. And who knows. Maybe at some point I’ll want to revive it.
The good news is that this move will actually benefit this site. I’ll update it a lot more often and I’ll bring over some of the features I’ve had at PBJ and do them here. So hey! This would be a great time to sign up (form on the right hand side of this page) to get an e-mail sent to you when I update the site.
I’ve started another book too. I don’t like talking about books I’m working on and who knows what will happen to it. So I shouldn’t have said anything. Forget I mentioned it. These aren’t the droids you’re looking for. Move along.
At some point you have to decide: are you going to be someone who just reviews the art of others or create your own?