Roanoke Times
Copyright (c) 1995, Landmark Communications, Inc.
DATE: SUNDAY, September 5, 1993 TAG: 9309050038
SECTION: VIRGINIA PAGE: B1 EDITION: METRO
SOURCE: Ed Shamy
DATELINE: LENGTH: Medium
Dozens of entries flooded into the bizarre-sign nerve center (my mailbox), and a distinguished panel of judges selected the funniest, strangest suggestions as winners.
The creative souls who convinced the judges were rewarded with valuable prizes, some of which probably have been sold at yard sales.
Undaunted, we unveil today the What-the #$%&#-Does-That-Mean? Contest II.
At issue this time around is a new logo, about to be unveiled locally by a group that toiled long and hard to develop the artwork.
Turn it any way you like and stare at it for a while. Drink some black coffee and rub your eyes. Stare. Turn it upside down. Hold it up to the light. Pin it to the blade of a ceiling fan. Show your mama.
What's it saying to you? What the #$%&# does it mean?
"We thought it would help #$%&# the #$%&# by showing #$%&# of the #$%&#," said the designer of the logo. I edited his comments to ensure fairness among all the contest participants.
So, here goes with our newest competition.
To enter the What-the #$%&#-Does-That-Mean? Contest, write down what you think this logo represents, what the #$%&# it means. Remember, judges aren't looking as much for truth as they are for creativity, irreverence and interpretive oddballness.
If you know the real answer, scram. The judges will call some old friends to have your tax returns audited if you enter the correct answer.
Include your name, address and telephone number.
Mail the whole mess to: Ed Shamy, King of #$%&#, P.O. Box 2491, Roanoke 24010.
We'll make the deadline firm this time: Enter as soon as you can, no later than you have to. Contest organizers reserve the right to hastily determine a deadline without even advising you, but it'll probably be Sept. 24 before they get around to doing that.
Good luck.
by CNB