This Week's Contest
Week 663: Worth at Least a Dozen Words
It's the same question we ask Style Invitational cartoonist Bob Staake every week: "What is THIS supposed to be?" This time, though, we actually asked him to make his pictures as ambiguous as possible. Interpret any of them as you see fit in a caption. Winner receives the Inker, the official Style Invitational trophy. First runner-up gets a sort of Inker-to-Be, given to the Empress long ago by intrepid Loser Michelle Stupak: a fake-marble statuette, below, of a chimpanzee sitting atop a pile of books, one of them labeled "Darwin." The chimp is scratching its head and pondering a human skull.
Other runners-up win a coveted Style Invitational Loser T-shirt. Honorable Mentions (or whatever they're called this week) get one of the lusted-after Style Invitational Magnets. One prize per entrant per week. Send your entries by e-mail email@example.com by fax to 202-334-4312. Deadline is Tuesday, May 30. Put "Week 663" in the subject line of your e-mail, or it risks being ignored as spam. Include your name, postal address and phone number with your entry. Contests are judged on the basis of humor and originality. All entries become the property of The Washington Post. Entries may be edited for taste or content. Results will be published June 18. No purchase required for entry. Employees of The Washington Post, and their immediate relatives, are not eligible for prizes. Pseudonymous entries will be disqualified. The revised title for next week's contest is by Chris Doyle of Forsyth, Mo. The Honorable Mentions name is by Deborah Guy of Columbus, Ohio.
Report From Week 659,
in which we asked for Fibs, six-line poems whose number of syllables per line echoes the mathematical Fibonacci sequence: 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8. In addition, we required that any two successive lines had to rhyme, and that the subject matter be in the news.
We clerks get nervous
When you're near Customer Service.
(Jay Shuck, Minneapolis)
Has the whole
Campus in a fix,
Because boys can't control their sticks.
(Andrew Hoenig, Rockville)
2 the winner of the Divorce Dark beer and Gap martini shaker:
John may take a hike:
Proves no two Snow flacks are alike.
(Ira Allen, Bethesda)
And the Winner of the Inker
You meekly kowtow.
'Cause Dubya, Hu's your daddy now.
(Brendan Beary, Great Mills)
Not Quite So Well Versed
To Joe Lieberman: