The weekly New Yorker online cartoon caption contest is for masochists. Just type in your entry, mindful of profanity and scatology, and imagine your new future. If youre the winner, youll hear back by Thursday. But you wont hear back. Instead, youll go to the site and check who the winners are, and youll hate them, because you wont be one of them. This is dangerously close to the ritual undergone by the print magazines own cartoonists, a batch of whom submit work every week and similarly wait for the call, which can be criminally infrequent. Except when the submitter is George Booth: Hes on a tear, with 40 years of accepted submissions, a large number populated by dogs. Hes sharing his career tonight, prompted by another prolific New Yorker cartoonist, Matthew Diffee (11 years), and a pack of locally procured dogs, which Booth will likely draw, pet, nuzzle, and heartily compliment for being good boys and girls all around. Failed caption contestants, take heart: Before he started his 40-year run, Booth spent 20 years not getting the call.
Tue., May 11, 8 p.m., 2010