Joel Murphy Back in January, I wrote An Open Letter to Erin Esurance, poking fun at the series of Esurance commercials that featured a pink-haired cartoon spy simultaneously fighting crime and extolling the virtues of affordable, hassle-free auto insurance. Not long after the column ran on the site, Esurance stopped depicting Erin Esurance as a…
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Ned Bitters This week’s inductee into the “Overrated Hall of Fame” is … diners. The other day, Barack Obama caught hell for getting snippy with the press while trying to eating breakfast. He was working on a waffle while the press jammed 87 microphones and cameras into his face. Of course, they hammered him for…
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Courtney Enlow This may come as a shock to those of you unfamiliar with me, or with this column, or anyone unfamiliar with the minds of writers in their twenties, but I’m kind of fucked up in the head. Now when I say that, I am of course exhibiting that kind of blunt hyperbolic exaggeration…
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(Click to enlarge.) Jeremiah was raised in the deepest part of the darkest jungle. That’s why he smells like adventure. He currently lives in Elkins, WV with his wife, Becky, and son, Isaiah, who is epic and destined to rule the world one day. You can contact him at jeremiahwentz@hobotrashcan.com.