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Dicki on 2/15/2012 1:51:45 PM by
Maria
This is his "excited" face.
Meet Matt The Intern.
Look at how excited Matt The Intern is to be one of the very first people holding the brand-new
Wainy Days DVD.
If you were our intern you would be as lucky as he is, too. In FACT, today IS your lucky day because
we need social media and graphics interns.
Here's the deal:
- *We are located in New York City, so you must be, too. Or you must be willing at least to commute into New York City on a regular basis.
- *You can receive college credit! If this is of interest to you we can do this... however...
- *Being a student is not a prerequisite. Just know that.
Here are the skills we're looking for:
- *You should be familiar with our content. Some of it. All of it. Take your pick. But you should know something about us.
- *You should have strong writing skills. Please send us links to your Twitter and Tumblr and blog. But not your Pinterest. We don't care about that...YET.
- *You should have basic Photoshop and HTML skills. Have you ever created an image for a meme? Have you posted said image to your blog without the benefit of a blog editor? Do you sometimes wish you could just hold up an animated gif in real-life situations? Fantastic. You're who we want.
- *Basic Final Cut Pro or other video editing skills are wonderful and we could definitely figure out how to use your skills effectively and creatively, but they are not necessary.
Here's what you'd be doing:
- *Hanging out on Tumblr all day.
- *Creating gifs of our content.
- *Helping us think of hashtags.
- *Photoshopping Mary Lynn Rajskub's head onto Jeremy Lin's body just because we think saying "Mary Lynn-sanity" is funny.
- *Helping to optimize all of our social media outlets aesthetically and strategically.
- *Not all of it is fun. Sometimes there is data entry. Sometimes there is heavy lifting. Sometimes there is a coffee run that needs running.
BUT you would definitely get a
Wainy Days DVD. Well, probably.
Please send all inquiries to Maria [at] MyDamnChannel [dot] com.
Thanks! And may the odds be ever in your favor! (But not in a BAD Hunger Games sort of way!)
(PS: We have several videos starring Elizabeth Banks!)
(Intern Josh, wondering forlornly how he ended up here)
EDITOR'S NOTE: It's Josh's last day as an intern for My Damn Channel! I asked him to write up a post telling you what it was like for him this summer!
Coming into My Damn Channel as an intern I thought all I was gonna learn was how to file papers and fill out reports. Boy was I wrong! Friday will be my last day and I still haven't correctly filled out a single report. My boss is always saying that it drives him crazy how long it's taking me to get the hang of the office duties, but I can tell he's just joking. How I treasure that agonized look he gets trying so hard to hold back laughter.
What I learned though was way more valuable than any college education. I would say it was worth about $230,000, a couple hundred more than four years' tuition at Wesleyan. What I learned was the value of making the effort to gain the respect of your peers.
Before I ever set foot into that office, I had my work cut out for me. My future co-workers had already started gossiping that I only got the internship because of my family connections. After failing for three years to strike any gold, my great-great-grandfather started My Damn Channel during the California Gold Rush as a burlesque show designed to entertain entrepreneurs who had given up on trying to find gold and started companies catered to the needs of the gold miners. Grandpa Schmulie Meisel. I can't believe that was such a popular name back then — Grandpa.
My first day at work the guy sharing my cubicle got mad at me for unplugging his computer. "What do you need a blender for?!" he irrationally snarled. "How else are you gonna make computer smoothies silly? By hand?!" I chucked his computer into my oversized blender. He must've thought I was awfully spoiled, not making my computer smoothies by hand. I really had an uphill battle ahead of me if I wanted to gain anyone's respect.
A couple of days in I got the courage to pitch a show idea to the head of development. It was a parody of "Friends" called "Friends." He looked at me like I was an idiot. "You just handed me a bunch of "Friends" scripts. I think I know now why the printer's out of ink. Look, why don't you hold off for a bit before you make any more pitches." Apparently my scripts had gone right over his head. And "Friends" was a pretty accessible show. The guy I shared my cubicle was a rube, our head of development was dense as a neutron star, and my boss was an incorrigible prankster. My situation was less than ideal to say the least.
Halfway through the summer things had only gotten worse. I was miserable. My only friend was the janitor, and he was a Roomba! I'd cry myself to sleep every night, and when I wasn't feeling that sad I would get my butler to cry me to sleep. My job was a major disappointment. It wasn't at all like that show "The Office." We had TWO guys named Dwight, and the prettiest girl wasn't dating the most handsome guy (me), but instead this guy Jim who's so inexperienced with women that when I asked him to share some girlie stories he just laughed.
All I could do was trudge along until my five weeks were up, filing away papers wherever I could cram them (I may not get the job done pretty, but I'm damn fast). And just when I had given up on ever gaining a single ounce of respect from any My Damn Channel employee, a stroke of luck bolted me right in the face.
I'll always remember it like it was yesterday, even though it was only yesterday today. Jim's girlfriend (I think her name was Xamela) told him he needed to go somewhere to sign some forms. She couldn't give him a ride because she was busy. He asked if anyone else could take him, and I shot out of my chair like I was sitting on a lit match (which for the one of the first times I wasn't). Jim didn't see me at first; his eyes scanned the room for someone to drive him but everyone pretended to be hard at work because they were too lazy to take him. Finally he saw me and said "Fine let's go Josh." And fine it was. Everyone looked up at Jim and smiled at him. Their smiles seemed to say, "I'm really happy for you that you get to go on a fun/crazy/cool ride with Josh." But the smiles had a little menace behind them that signified jealousy.
When I got back my boss laughed with mirth, patted me on the back, and said, "Good job sonny." All I ever wanted was for my boss to think of me as a son, but life isn't easy. I had to put in my time to get what I wanted — let's just say I don't think I could've earned the luxury of being treated by my boss like his own flesh and blood if I hadn't given Jim that ride. And now, in these last couple of months before my summer ends and I have to go back to hitting the books trying to eventually earn my GED, I can look back at my time at My Damn Channel atop my pool float, computer smoothie in hand, and know that that one lesson I learned was well worth all my trifles. Plus it helped that I was making more than the rest of the office combined.
Thanks, Josh, er, Sonny! We will miss you! We know it will be tough going back to Stanford to get a world-class education, but it's better you than us!
We fully intend to continue stalking following you and your writing as @artsypriest and as a writer for The Stanford Chaparral.
PS: If any of you, dear readers, for some strange, maddening reason, would like to be an intern for My Damn Channel, please send an email to info@MyDamnChannel.com, and be sure to include links to your blog, Twitter and Tumblr accounts, or any other writing samples you might have! In the immortal words of the Jersey Shore kids in Italy, "Arrivederci, summer!"
It happens all the time. The birds leave the nest. The cubs leave the cave. The horses leave the stable. Who knows if all of those euphemisms are correct? We're just happy we know what the word "euphemism" means.
But today's the end of summer internships for a couple of the good ones:
Adam and Katie.
Adam helped us write pithy one-liners and articles for a blog that we might never be able to share with you at the rate we're going.
Katie dutifully sent t-shirts and pens to about five people over the summer, just like we asked her to.
We're not sure if they learned anything useful during their time with us, but we're pretty happy to share
burritos and
taco salads with them on their last day. Nothing quite says, "thank you," like the gift of Mexican cuisine.
So here's to you, sweet summer interns! May your returns to your respective schools and future ventures be as awesome as this past summer, but with a lot less heatpocalypse type stuff.
Maybe our very own Dan Wilburn-- himself a former Professional My Damn Channel Intern-- said it best in his tribute to them on Twitter:
But they were also the BEST kind of mediocre. (And actually, they were awesome all the way through. Not mediocre. Take it back, Dan Wilburn, take it back.)
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Patricia Heaton,
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MattheW on 6/3/2011 5:30:00 AM by Matt Warren
Never let it be said that the Night Feed doesn't contain multitudes. Sure, yesterday we told you about Mark Malkoff's quest to turn his doughy flagon of untoned flab into a rockin' six pack, but today we're taking a sharp left turn away from the world of health and fitness to indulge in another one of our not-so-secret passions: donuts!
Chocolate, sprinkles, glazed, old-fashioned... we're not picky; we like them ALL. And today is National Donut Day -- an actual holiday created by the Salvation Army to honor the battlefield nurses of World War I who coaxed injured soldiers back to health via the medium fried dough food (thanks, Wikipedia!).
And you don't need to be a mustachioed beat cop or having a support group meeting in a church basement to eat donuts anymore. Everyone's doing it, including minor local television celebrities like Colin Tickler (David Hunt), son of legendary B-movie actress Evelyn Anders (Patricia Heaton). Here's Colin extracting some donut innards from Episode 3 of the new My Damn Channel series Versailles...
Sexy, right?! We bet introverted "You're In Sports" intern Sara Wolper (Martha MacIsaac) would agree. So throw away your fertility talismans and Axe Body Spray. Show some holiday spirit by rubbing a glazed donut across your bare chest and smearing your face with custard. The Salvation Army demands it.
Ugh. So much happened this week and we are exhausted. We launched Celebrity Autobiography with Will Forte, Kristen Wiig and Eugene Pack. Then, you know how when you're thinking about something you suddenly see it everywhere? Well, we saw Will Forte on tv, like, a million times this week and he has seeped into our subconsciousness. We think he might actually be our new best friend. It's bad. Message to movie marketers: you win. It worked. All we can think about is going to see MacGruber this weekend.
Justin and Alden interviewed all those people and that made us tired. Grace went to that H&M thing and she was tired. Our office is moving, and everyone knows moving sucks, so everyone in the office is tired. We're Twittering and Tumblring and Tired. Are you there, god? It's me, My Damn Channel. We need a weekend, bad.
(photo above of Andy Samberg and Will Forte at the Pearl Jam concert at MSG via Village Voice Sounds of the City blog)
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420,
Sirius on 4/24/2010 5:08:43 PM by Rob Barnett
Like millions of us, my stepmom is a lifelong Howard Stern fan. She just sent this photo taken off of Howard TV, airing our in-studio interview from earlier this week. I had the honor of being Howard Stern's guest on his Tuesday, 420 show (scroll to 840a).
Response is coming into My Damn Channel via email, phones, video views, comments, new subscribers, tweets, wall postings, and even a live spotting this afternoon in a clothing store (to complete the surreality). The influx of intense energy all flows back to a man undeniably uniquely qualified to hold the heavyweight title: "King of All Media."
Howard endures as one of the most talented and honest souls alive. He embodies the freedom of speech with every breath. For all who've been fired, laid off, downsized, pink slipped, discharged, axed, or job eliminated...it's hard to imagine speaking truth to power on a live microphone the way Howard has done it for decades.
I first followed Howard Stern on a carrier current, college radio station, 64 WTBU at Boston University. (There's a great scene depicting TBU in "Private Parts.")
If you've ever chased a radio dream, then your college years are likely the last time and place you ever experienced the fear and thrill of exercising your freedom of speech over a live mic.
Primordial FM rock radio stations were created in the late 1960's. Early heroes like Harry Shearer and Steven Clean were blowing minds at places like KPPC in Pasadena, California (which eventually became the world famous KROQ).
The combined forces of original radio talents and pre-corporate rock music created stations throughout the 70s powerful enough to infect audiences with a sense of community, purpose, passion, sex and fun that began to hit the wall around 1980.
I was sitting on the front steps of my apartment on Beacon Street in Boston with Steven Clean and my best friend, Mike Isabella the night Ronald Reagan was elected President. I was 20. I was about to drop out of college and take a full-time job as a rock radio jock at WAAF out in Worcester, Mass. One year later, I had the only radio thrill that came closest to being on Howard's show this week. Lightning struck and we convinced the Rolling Stones to do a private show for our station's fans in 1981 to start up the "Tattoo You" tour.
But, back to Mr. Clean. I'd been Steven's intern for a time at WCOZ in Boston. At that point in his career, Clean had been fired by many of the best radio stations in the country. He was a real life inspiration for the Dr. Johnny Fever character in "WKRP in Cincinnati." Steven was incredibly talented, brilliant, a true music expert and fan...and he was rebellious enough to drive the most patient souls to the edge of their sanity.
Considering the nation's new President, Steven held a joint firmly in my face and said, "See this? This is OVER!"
By the time of Reagan's second term, most radio station managers had a "Just Say No" policy for disc jockeys expressing free thoughts on mic, or taking free reign over any music playlist.
A small number of former radio station program directors shaved their beards, cut their hair, bought expensive suits, and armed themselves with halliburton briefcases filled with blow and bullshit designed to convince every fearful radio exec that they had the only secrets to ratings success, fortune and fame.
Conformity soon became the norm. Tighter playlists made stations sound the same from city-to-city. The job of disc jockey was transforming free thinkers into people paid to read positioning slogans, timechecks and weather forecasts.
In the midst of all this unholy homogenization, Howard Stern began to build a radio show free from the constraints put on most of his competitors. His talent grew on the radio and expanded with every carefully planned new project he launched.
Superfans know that Howard pays homage to legends who came before him like Lenny Bruce and George Carlin. I can't think of another entertainer who has more succesfully won battles with corporate brass than Howard. One of the many surprises about the real man to outsiders is how he maintains his position with grace and wisdom.
No one knows what the next chapter will be for the Stern show in 2011. Assume Howard can see the possible moves on the chess board more clearly than most. As a fan, I'll be following as I have since the beginning. As a business owner, My Damn Channel stands ready to serve The King anytime he calls.
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Toilet on 2/1/2010 11:50:39 AM by Virginia
My Damn Channel is doing its part to educate America's curious and lost youth: taking on several stupendous interns to edify the inner workings and secrets behind creating the World's Greatest Website and content. (All for the price of a smile.)
But first, as they say: they need to learn how to flush The Toilet.
I sure hope they can get this part right. It seems... somehow.. significant. Like texting 'Haiti' to the Red Cross, or making Daily Grace a part of your morning routine, or learning that no matter how 'magical' coconut water is, it's not worth the nauseating flavor going down...
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fun on 12/29/2009 6:56:05 AM by Rob Barnett
Starting Monday, we wake from vaca, check our inbox, and see if you want to be INTERN OF THE DECADE.
Wanna be David Wain's wingman on a date?
Wanna help constantly uncurl and re-curl Grace's hair?
Wanna review hundreds of mildly amusing pitches for the next great web series?
If you live in New York and can somehow afford to be an intern, let us know.
Here's the shazizzle: We're seeking new interns in the NY office to bathe in the warm waters of content development, site programming, marketing, promotion, social networking and operations.
RESPONSIBILITIES:
- Reviewing content submissions and pitches
- Assist with video archiving
- Assist with site programming
- Prep videos for syndication
- Assist with marketing and promotions
- Social networking outreach
- General office assistance
- Opportunities to conceive and produce short-form video and graphic content
ABOUT YOU:
- Exceptional communication skills
- Highly motivated
- Detail oriented
- Quick learner
- Ability to prioritize multiple projects and tasks
- Ability to manage deadlines in a fast-paced environment
- Sense of humor (or more than a sense)
- Social Networking Nutjob
- Entertainment Junkie
- Knowledge of Final Cut Pro, Photoshop, HTML desirable
BENEFITS
- Learn multiple disciplines inside a leading new media company
- Dramatically increase your contacts in all areas of entertainment and new media
- Possibility for future employment (no...really)
INTERESTED?
Send the world's most convincing cover letter, plus resume, and specific availability (3 days per week minimum) to: info@MyDamnChannel.com
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Employment on 8/23/2009 6:32:51 AM by Rob Barnett
My Damn Channel is looking for a few good interns and internettes.
Fall & Winter Enrollment is open now.
Wanna be David Wain's wingman on a date?
Wanna help constantly uncurl and re-curl Grace's hair?
Wanna review hundreds of mildly amusing pitches for the next great web series?
If you live in New York and can somehow afford to be an intern, let us know now.
If you include this coupon code in your cover letter,
we’ll know you're a suck-up: SAVE10GYMCLUB
Here's the formal listing:
ABOUT US:
My Damn Channel is an entertainment studio and new media platform created to empower artists to co-produce, distribute, and monetize original, episodic video content.
Our programming is created by filmmakers, actors, comedians and musicians for the My Damn Channel site (www.MyDamnChannel.com); for syndication on the most heavily-trafficked online communities and social networks; and for all digital platforms.
DESCRIPTION:
My Damn Channel is seeking interns to work in the NY office on content development, site programming, marketing, promotion, social networking and operations.
This is an excellent opportunity to work inside one of the leading companies creating and distributing original new media entertainment.
(who wrote THAT?)
GENERAL RESPONSIBILITIES:
- Screening content submissions and pitches
- Assist with video archiving
- Assist with site programming
- Prep videos for syndication
- Assist with marketing and promotions
- Social networking outreach
- General office assistance
- Opportunities to conceive and produce short-form video and graphic content
ABOUT YOU:
- Exceptional communication skills
- Highly motivated
- Detail oriented
- Quick learner
- Ability to prioritize multiple projects and tasks
- Ability to manage deadlines in a fast-paced environment
- Sense of humor (or more than a sense)
- Social Networking Fanatic
- Entertainment Junkie
- Knowledge of Final Cut Pro, Photoshop, HTML desirable
BENEFITS
- The opportunity to learn multiple disciplines inside a leading new media company
- Dramatically increase your contacts inside all areas of entertainment and new media
- Possibility for future employment
INTERESTED?
Send the world's best cover letter stating WHY YOU & WHAT you can do,
plus your resume, and specific availability to: Info@MyDamnChannel.com
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Jason Sklar,
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Comix,
Vuguru,
Ryan Barlow,
Michelle Vargas,
Charlie Singer,
Duncan Moore on 8/15/2009 10:58:56 AM by Rob Barnett
Randy & Jason Sklar are the stars and Exec Producers of the Emmy-nominated "Back on Topps" on My Damn Channel. It's the best sports comedy series in the history of the interweb.
The Sklar Brothers are in town for weekend live shows at Comix in NY. Two more shows tonite. Be there. Info here.
They hit the My Damn Channel NY offices yesterday for interviews with Grace that you'll start seeing next week & throughout the race to the cliffhanger of Season 2.
We're now officially in awe of these two men. They're funny as hell. You'll witness their death-defying comedy on our rooftop on video next week.....or defy death by coughing up lungs and other organs LIVE with Jason & Randy TONIGHT.
Thanks to our friends at Vuguru - especially Ryan Barlow for letting us in on da fun. To Michelle Vargas for being beyond. To Charlie Singer! And to our DAMN intern, Duncan Moore for the headzuppedness!