Friday, February 08, 2008

Help!

If anyone has been paying attention (and I know you have), there has been a recent failure on my part to post any new neologism challenges. It's not that I can't think of anything—there is simply no time (in the foreseeable future anyway) for me to draw for the blog. In short, I'm being hammered with work. Not a bad problem to have, but being so leaves me with just enough time to sleep, eat, kiss the cat, pet my wife... wait.
But I digress. Check back occasionally to see if I've come back from the dead. In the meantime, check out this map I made (www.dogfoose.com/map.jpg).
Thanks for looking!

Friday, January 11, 2008

Ad-Junked

Looking for a way to absolutely blow a couple o'million bucks? Then do what many advertisers do on Super Bowl Sunday, and put forward the worst idea ever. Sure, we applaud those finely-tuned commercials that keep us from our appointed powder room duties on that day of testosteronal bliss, but what about the ones that leave us retching? How do we refer to those 30-second stinkers? Call an audible!


Deadline for entries is noon, Friday, January 18. Next week: Candi-dated!

Friday, January 04, 2008

I.C. Rhodes

They may be made of water, but it's very hard water. As if the summer didn't have enough surprises for your car, the chillier season finds happiness in pouring icy potholes from the sky! They're often fleeting (depending on your locale I guess), but their damage can live on. So what do we call these cold-blooded obstructions, these crystal canyons? Have an ice day.





Honorable mention: N-ice one (cheez53)

Friday, December 28, 2007

Porcelain Unplugged

The pervasive holiday mug—purchased by us in a spirit of unbridled holiday procurement—does its annual job, but sits empty and forlorn the rest of the year. Owing to its themed appearance, this perfectly useful object is shelved for all but 2 or 3 weeks a year. We may not always see it, but it's there! So, what do we call it (and other objects like it)? Pour thing...




Honorable mention: Mug-grrrr (2801aAudrey)

Friday, December 21, 2007

Presents of Mind

Isn't it nice to receive presents? Especially when those "thoughts of giving" are encased in 9 miles of decorated paper, 42 square feet of cardboard and bubble wrap, and 18 pounds of tissue. The actual gift (we'll tackle this subject later) itself comprises about 2% of the actual mass, but we are left to deal with the holiday flotsam. So what name do we give to these severely over-wrapped objects of affection? No peeking....