Friday, October 19, 2007

There is a hemmorage in your mouth.

So the deadline for submission to the Dashboard Confessional video contest has finally past. Thus begins the chronally challenged “judging” period where, no doubt, a few of the interns at Vagrant will pick their top four favorites. It is never easy to understand what exactly the judging criteria will be- or if my video will get booted because they made one intern work through lunch thus giving him or her a low blood-sugar induced headache and thus he/she was just too pissed to do anything but piss on every video he/she sees. It’s frightening to know that the fate of my video lies in a jeopardy that could have easily been avoided if someone had just packed a few fun sized Baby Ruths when they left the house that morning.

As far as the “chronally challenged” line- I say this because the deadlines of these contests always seem to have some sort of sincere weight but the timeline given as to when those who bust their balls to make said deadline will find out the results are always incredibly relaxed. If I’ve seen it once I’ve seen it a thousand times. No matter how prestigious the contest, no matter how many years it has been in operation, it never ceases to amaze me how disorganized they can be- posting results sometimes MONTHS late! It also seems like more of these contests would be “high tech” enough to be able to if not inform those who did not win via e-mail, then at least send out a bulk e-mail to everyone that the winners have been announced. I have paid money to enter countless contests and only months after the posted announcement date has passes dropped by their website and found a list of winners buried three news bulletins down.

For this and so many other reasons, I hate these contests and I worry that this will be no exception.

That said, Keir asked me if I wanted to make a short for another contest sponsored by YouTube. I said yes. Why? Because I am a glutton for punishment.
A stupid, stupid glutton for punishment.

Also I’m ugly.

Just kidding.

Sleep Well.


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