At what point does one decide that the “Chalk on the Sidewalk” medium is the best representation for a message? I’ve yet to be swayed by such transmissions and I’m supposed to be their target audience.
Chalk communiqués occupy that advertisement netherworld between pathetically cute and eerily creepy. In the hierarchy of cheap mass communication methods, chalk falls below poorly Xeroxed communist pamphlets and just slightly above Homeless Joe’s cardboard sign.
I’m not criticizing these people for their lack of funds. I mean, I’m trying to run a webcomic off of free server space through my school. However, even without any sort of financial backing, I’m still able to turn out something of at least middling quality.
Okay, maybe “middling” is stretching it a bit, but I’m allowed to hype up my own work.
Sidewalk chalkers obviously believe their point is valid enough to share with the world. It’s my own fault for being annoyed with it. If you’ve ever seen the movie “As Good As It Gets” you’ll understand my aversion to walking on chalk. Yes, it’s irrational and pointless, but it’s still something that I just can’t get over. Not without years upon years of intensive psychotherapy.
And I’m a lazy, stubborn man. So I figure it’s easier to try and change the world than change myself. The best way to do that is, of course, complain on a website that nobody reads. It’s a revolution, baby! Believe it!
UPDATE: Blizzard is running a contest to come up with a funny cover for a World of Warcraft themed CD. I’ve never been a big fan of the game, or humor in general, but the prizes are pretty nice. You can view my entry here. If Murky could sing, he’d do monster ballads, fo’ sho’. GUUUURRRRgleggglegglegle!
