So, it turns out that, unbeknownst to Editorial, the Marketing Department at the Washington Post has been selling exclusive access to them. Turns out Editorial wasn’t that thrilled and it’s been cancelled.
But folks, if you’ve got $25,000 sitting around you don’t know what to do with, I can give you exclusive access to the mover and shaker here at Tiny Cat Pants. For that “donation,” you can spend the day with me weeding my garden, hanging out in the hammocks, and scratching my dog’s ass.
For just $5,000 more, I’ll take you to Bell’s Bend, where you can live the life of a blogger and pick up a million ticks.
If you’ll make it $50,000, I’ll even get drunk and show you my tits.
All off the record, of course.
Email today, folks. You don’t want to get too far down in the line for this sweet deal.
Filed under: Blogging & Bloggers
What do I get for $20?
Commemorative toenail clippings.
WHAT A COUNTRY!
This is what’s wrong with American journalism: too many publishers come from sales and marketing, instead of Editorial. And those folks just have no fucking clue. I know, because I used to work for one.