Zoomdoggle: More fun than work!

One of my New Year’s resolutions was to somehow do more for the greater good. You know, somehow give back to the community. Social work isn’t my thing, and I don’t have money to donate, so I figured I’d start with what I’ve got. And what I’ve got is ideas. First up, a simple solution to that pesky crowded subway problem (if you live in NYC and depend on the L train, as I do, you know exactly what I’m talking about)…
Sit with it for a while before you weigh in on the matter. I’ve left the girl black and white so you can easily spot the urban hammock’er. But just think about how pleasant the gentle sway on your way into work in the morning would be. Plus, if you crank up the tension some, and your fellow riders bow their heads ever-so-slightly, you would remain high above the fray. I figure you can get 10, maybe 20 extra people on each car this way. Just a thought…

Happy New Year. Don’t know what you got up to last night, but I hope it was merry and then some. This morning, my lady-friend woke me up to this delicious treat: a Tastykake, laced with Skittles and Gummy Bears. Sweet! It’s fun to be known and appreciated… thanks to all of you for knowing and appreciating. Can’t wait to see what the big oh nine has in store for us all.

There are too many runners up to list (playing Drunk Guy Jenga in Israel, hiding my mangy plant at Aaron’s house, etc.)  but right now, when I think the of fun, the day a friend invited me to visit Sesame Street pops straight to the front of the line. There were loads of rules - no shooting Muppets with hands in their butts, also, no shooting “dead Muppets” (those without hands in their butts) - but it walking down memory lane was a good time none the less.

So what was fun for you in ‘08? Don’t be scared to comment, there are no wrong answers, and the most creative answer is getting a prize…

I know, in and of itself, not that big a deal. But they read the piece on NY 1’s “In The News” segment. How fun is that? If only Pat Pat Kiernan didn’t have the day off, I could’ve checked it off my list of life goals (37 is hearing Pat say my name).

Big ups to Tom (he of the billion dollar bill) for sending my the link to the Post.

LINK: NYPost.

It all starts with a love letter written to me from a girl I haven’t heard from in a while—and actually, truth be told, a girl I’ve never even met. I’ll spare you the details, but it’s been years since I’ve gotten a love letter, and just the act of opening it (we’re not talking email here people) made me happy. Really happy. You could even say it warmed my heart.

So when I woke up the next day to find New York colder than it should be this time of year, it kinda got me thinking. Thinking got me talking. And, wouldn’t you know it, before long, me and desk-mate Laura had each written a few love letters ourselves, taken them to Kinkos (arguably the most hateful place on each) ti run off copies, and headed out into the cold to warm the hearts of some complete strangers.

The letters said things like:

“Dear Stranger, You look fantastic in that coat. Someone had to say it. And I figure that someone might as well be me. Love, - Another Stranger”

And

“Dear You, I know things have been rough, but they’re only going to get better, I promise. How do I know? Because you’re awesome. And I’m not the only one who thinks so. Thanks for brightening up my day, by doing that think you do. Love, - Me”

Some people were uncomfortable. Some people gave us hugs. One guy asked Laura out and, well, at least 3 out 10 flat out refused to take whatever it was we were handing out. It didn’t make us any warmer (in fact, my hands are still too numb to edit the video), but it did spread joy, and just because we had to come inside, doesn’t mean we’re done:

When was the last time you got a love letter? Get ready to reset the counter, cause Zoomdoggle & Co. wants to send you one. Really. Hand written, and one of kind too. Just send an address, name optional, to loveletters at zoomdoggle dot com, or post it in the comments section, then keep an eye on the mailbox. It’s coming. And, if you’re anything like us, you’d be surprised how good it’s going to feel. Even coming from a stranger.

UPDATE: Having talked it over (and because our newly minted interns don’t have all that much to do) our goal is to send 1,000 of them… so feel free to send a friends address too.

Sorry to leave you hanging yesterday, but 24 hours after Jakemas I’m still struggling… a good White Russian will do that.

We started about 8, didn’t break up till just before dawn and, as is often the case, a party isn’t a party until someone finds the prop bins:

A special thanks to everyone who made it, especially my new Facebook/Twitter friends. I’ll be posting the complete set (all 64 or so portraits after the edit) to Facebook later on today.

Sure, I always knew farts were fun (hell, it’s like God built a comedian into your backside) but did you know the bad air going out could bring major cash in? It seems the top top fart app for the iPhone squeezes out nearly $10,000 PER DAY. What the crap? Check the full story after the jump, then it’s time to get crankin’.

LINK: Venturebeat.

It’s official, the fat man has started his journey… following along in real time thank to NORAD and Google. Sure, it’s only at a map level, but take it from personal experience, that’s as close as you want to get pre-gift-drop. The guy is kind of a dick.

LINKS: Noradsanta and TMI.

The BBC has recently reported that a joke dating back to 1900BC is the world’s oldest - and it’s a fart joke! How fun is that?

Here’s the joke: “Something which has never occurred since time immemorial; a young woman did not fart in her husband’s lap.”

Yeah, not that funny really but it is almost 2000 years old.

Here’s my oldest joke: “Knock, Knock. “Who’s There?” Doctor. “Dr.Who?”

Oh my sides!

Let’s here your oldest joke in the comment section!

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