I warned you guys back in August that you might get sick of me as a result of what might seem like near-constant and shameless self-promotion, and I’m just as sick about it now as I was then. But again, it’s arguably the worst part of a job that’s otherwise perfect. Today I’ll be surrounding my annoying pushes to get you to buy the Cracked book for all of your loved ones with some anecdotes.
We had a book signing/discussion at the Barnes and Noble in Santa Monica last night.
That’s me with my friends and coworkers, talking about this thing that we all poured our butts into. Look at how nice Michael looks with a beard.We talked about how we all liked that the book was formatted as a textbook because it allowed us to put jokes absolutely everywhere. We all subscribe to the belief that no comedic stone should ever be left unturned which is why the ratio of jokes-per-square-inch in the De-Textbook is so high. We’re not just writing text jokes; we get to come up with funny images, and funny captions for those images, and funny little “Did You Know” sidebars. When we were taking this book into the homestretch, the mantra was “Hey everyone, look at this page; is there room for absolutely anymore jokes at all?” If you like Cracked, know that all of your favorite Cracked writers spent hours and hours trying to beat each other’s jokes in the best competition ever. “What’s your best joke for this caption Wong? Nice. Can you beat it Soren? Great joke. Michael, how about you?” Jokes topping jokes all week long. Just joke-beating. It was a “Beat Off.”
Nope. Don’t want to call it that. A “Joke Off.” Better, I guess.
Hey look everyone, it’s a really nice picture I ruined with Daniel Face. Asshole.
At any rate please buy our book. Not that it matters, but I don’t actually own a piece of this book, so I’m not asking you to buy to fatten my own pockets, or anything. I’m just really proud of how this thing turned out because it looks so awesome and the team worked so hard on it and I want to share it with everybody.
Also it’s still crazy to me, a little punk from Jersey, that I even have the chance to pimp books at people. When I first moved to California, I took my lunch breaks in that Barnes and Noble and read comics, and now they have a book in there with my name in it, and holy crap, what if cute girls read it wouldn’t that be rad?! And terrifying?!
No one should be spending their last dime on this book, or anything, but if you’re looking for a fun Christmas gift for your nephew who is just at the age where he might start being interesting, The De-Textbook is a great fit. It is absolutely the kind of book that I would have wanted as a curious, excitable and kind of weird fourteen-year-old. It’s also a great gift for your aunt or uncle that might be a huge trivia buff. Also it’s perfect for parents and teachers and siblings. Babies. Buy the book for babies, the pictures are bright and colorful and only a few of them are completely terrifying.
Pretty soon I won’t have to promote this book anymore, but I will always be proud of it. It’s a nice, physical thing to have that I can wave around at my relatives who, for the last six years, have described my job as “He does something for the internet, I think. IT maybe?”
We spilled the internet all over real life and made a book with the sole purpose of making it easier for me to describe my job to old people. And you can buy it! If you feel like it!