Late … to a pulp
Not to jump on the anti-print bandwagon, but how mad am I that the first time I think I have a good answer for the New Yorker‘s caption contest, the deadline is past BEFORE I get my copy of the magazine in the mail?
So, regardless of what you think of the "real" winner, here’s mine:
"All the A-list bloggers said that the Long Tail is the wave of the future, so the call to my neighborhood primatologist was a no-brainer."
Thank you veddy much. Tip your waiter. Try the veal.
Is this thing on?