Kim du Toit had a drawing (for a rifle, natch), and in announcing the winners, he says:
Like the last time, I was terrified that someone I know very well would win. Happily, I’ve never met the man in person, so it’s all good.
A while back, I was a tester for a consumer-facing Web site that ran a couple of contests to drum up interest. The prizes were good: early comic books with values in the thousands of dollars. And although the company bought some banner ads and whatnot to promote it, the contests were both won by friends of mine–actually, a married couple who bore my godson. Well, they had me sponsor their fourth child. But they won both of the contests, partly because the number of entries was kind of low, but still.
I recused myself from participating in judging the contests because I knew the entrants, but the boss man still wondered if I was somehow rigging the game. Aside from getting my friends to enter, not at all.
I wonder what they did with their comic books. They didn’t loan them to me for sure.
