That's right! My lackadaisical, procrastinating tendencies once again pay off for you, the reader! Here are the rules: Print out a "Smart the Safety Owl Says ..." sign, fill in what Smart says, and post it somewhere in the office. Send me a picture, and the most creative saying and placement (as adjudicated by me) wins! But hurry, you only have until March 17th (St. Patrick's Day!) Multiple entries will be accepted. All entries become the property of me (i.e. so I can post the winner and runners-up on this blog with impunity.) The winner will receive his very own Up to Bat t-shirt!
"Him/her" is right folks. I never even assigned gender!
So I leave it up to you, the readers of this comic strip to NAME THE CAVE SNAKE!
Here are the rules:
1) Enter as often as you like.
2) The name must have some significance to the strip itself, the pop culture/politics the strip references, or in some personal way. (i.e., naming the Snake "Milla," "Shaun," or "Romero.")
3) You must explain the significance of the name as succinctly as possible in the comments section below. (i.e. "For some reason this strip references zombie movies every now and then. So I propose you pay homage to the king of zombie movies, George Romero, by naming the snake 'Romero.'")
THE CATCH: I will reveal the winner of this contest in THE NEXT "UP TO BAT" STRIP! And I'm planning on uploading the strip on Monday of next week. Holy cow! That's not a lot of time!
TO THE WINNER: I'm not sure. Maybe the warm satisfaction of besting others? Don't worry, I'll come up with something lame.
Get cracking! The snake won't name him/herself!
But don't just do this because I asked you to. Get to know the man, the legend the geek himself.
See, I know what you are saying now, what makes Garrick so f--king good? I don't f--kin' know, and I don't like it! I stay up going F--K! Why can't everybody f--kin' have it?
Cause this is the thing... Some people learn it on the streets. Some people learn it in the schools. Garrick was f--king born with it, homes... Check it out.
This is a man who put his life and kidneys in desperate peril only to snag a free Playstation 2. Did he stop drinking Diet Coke once he had accumulated enough points? No sir. He stayed on the path. This is a man who plays a werewolf/underwear model in Werewolf: The Forsaken!
But he's no poser. No sir ... he got the goods. He's a tech extraordinaire, dispensing useful hacks on his blog, as well as cutting diatribes about the state of I.T. The man debugged a Windows issue via e-mail from two thousand miles away! He is indeed a tech ninja ... nay, a tech Jedi.
All those smarts, and he's got a great wife and kid.
You and I have a rendezvous with destiny. We will preserve for our children this, the last best hope of man on Earth, or we will sentence them to take the last step into a thousand years of darkness.
We will keep in mind and remember that Garrick Pass has faith in us. He has faith that you and I have the ability and the dignity and the right to make our own decisions and determine our own destiny.
Thank you very much.
-- Andrew Moore
[Please note that this blog entry contains passages from "Cosmic Shame" by Tenacious D and Ronald Reagan's 1964 speech to endorse the candidacy of Barry Goldwater.]