Chumbucket alert

Last night I spent way too much time putting together a wee video clip from my archive of old and unlabeled tapes. I threw it in the chumbucket because it’s more of a home video than something insightful about Japan. I don’t want to put too much stuff like that in the main feed because I think it might bore some people who for some incomprehensible reason aren’t as enamored with my kids as I am.

Every time I work on a video, I wonder how the pros do it for the evening news so quickly. Or how TV and movie editors manage to watch, edit and archive hours and hours of footage. Maybe they don’t watch over and over what they’re working on like I do.

Chumbucket access rules are to do one of the following:

  • Fill out this stupid survey
  • Link to me from your blog
  • Donate a little money so I can buy Tony a new PSP for Christmas (I don’t know what Andy wants yet, besides some new pens.)
  • If you’ve been reading, watching and listening but still haven’t introduced yourself, please do so. I often wonder who are the roughly 300-400 subscribers I’ve never heard from.

Do one of the above, then e-mail me and I’ll give you the URL.

Take a survey, access the motherload.

Did I ever mention how I don’t release most of the audio and video I create? It’s because I’m too chicken picky.

Well, I’ve created what I like to call The Chumbucket. All the podcasts and videos that just aren’t good enough for me, I’m puttin’ them online. Love ’em or hate ’em, I could care less, just don’t complain. It’s all going in The Chumbucket, and I’m not going to keep track of how many people download what.

Wanna feast from The Chumbucket?

  • Gimme money. (If you’ve already donated, I should have just sent you the URL.)
  • Take this marketing survey. It’ll get the attention of potential advertisers.
  • Link to me from your blog to increase my Technorati score.
  • Do all three and I’ll write your name on the body part of your choosing. (But not that body part. Unless you’re a cute babe.)

I will do my best to keep The Chumbucket filled to the brim by going through the old stuff whenever I can. Let me know when you’ve done any of the above and I’ll set your place at the trough.