>CTN Storyboard Contest: They did a promo for this a couple of days ago. You
>can call an 800 number, and they'll send you a form. If they decide they
>like your idea, they'll pay you big bux. You have to be at least 10 yrs. old
>to enter, well I've got that beat by 4x+!
Heh. A friend was one of the panel of judges for the last couple of years, and you
would not *believe* some of the things people submit. John Kricfalusi (of "Ren and
Stimpy" fame) even submitted a couple of 'board under an alias-du-jour without
realizing that one of his friends was sitting on the panel. Heh. That little bit of
subterfuge went nowhere fast.
Hmmm. I've got an idea for a story
>set on a world populated by anthromorphic cats. The main character is a
>young newspaper editor named Tortie Caracal who investigates stuff & gets in
>trouble. It's mainly set in this big city, see, and there are these two
>vigilante cats who fly a jet around and save the.... What, CTN? You can't
>use it? You don't want it? No big bux for me?
Man, I was *so* tempted to fire off a 'board featuring the Kats in a sarcastic scenario
featuring Fred Seibert, Ted Turner and the TPS gang, but I was advised against it.
Some people just have no sense of humour. "Two Stupid Producers" was created as
an outgrowth of this self-same storyboard contest, but the writer was likewise advised
not to pursue it. Sheesh. Oddly, the "prizes" awarded in this pseudo-philanthropic
Turner contest don't seem all that enticing in terms of recompense for someone's
blood, sweat and tears, and someone who was lined up to do a WPT for them
suggested that the somewhat paltry "prizes" were in fact representative of the
professional WPT pay-scales! Heh. At least *someone* still remembers where their
funny-bone is.
>No digest from yesterday? Geez, you'd think we were all a bunch of scairdy
>cats! Though I'm allready on digest- wonder what happens if you're on digest
>& you post too much ^=^.
Yeah, I'm looking into that. Apologies all round.
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