Six-Word Caption Contest #5: Six Tips
Monday, October 15th, 2012
SMITH and Shutterfly’s Six-Word caption contest roars into Autumn. Each Monday morning we post a photo from Shutterfly on the Six-Word Memoir project and you have until Friday at 5pm EST to write a caption in exactly six words. One savvy six-word scribe will win a gift certificate for $50 for Shutterfly. Leave your six words to describe the photo you see here in the comments area below. You can submit up to 10 entries; read the official rules for more details.
Last week more than 250 you entered six-word caption that were sweet, shifty, sandy, and stuff-we-just-couldn’t-even-make-up for the photo you see in this blog post. And the winning six is: “Send more socks. Signed, Mars Rover,” by Heather S. Thanks to all for who played our new caption game.
Plus: The deadline for submitting to our new book of illustrated Six-Word-Memoirs by students of all ages is November 5. And it’s a very special one, an eBook with the folks at the TED conference.
We’d like to eat. Please donate.
Bluegrass for Spaghetti. Deposit in Pot.
Singing for our supper. Assistance please.
Small band for a small donation.
We will take requests and checks.
We want to hear that jingle-jangle!
Pick up the tempo, Banjo Bob!
Fight, fail
Fight, succeed
Live purposefully.
Undressing our emotions
Unraveling our thoughts
Will play on-key for (a) change.
Donations accepted. Straining to squeak by.
1. Bass with white and black handle
2. Is a hola hoop an instrument
1. Homeless need money god bless you
2. Cling clang vibrate blow play music
We are earning money for poor
Earning money for poor not us
Classical and country together at last
1.) “Freeze frame,” potential has been born
Need money, still could but instruments?
Have done this for hours help
We “were”going to play, Fall-Fest
Need money, still could buy instruments?
Rhythmic harmonic tune, hunger in disguise!
We’re the three tin-pan-handlers.
Chords turn strangers into soul mates.
Not for us, but worthy cause.
Our pride plays no part, ok?
Why won’t they look at me?!
Yes, my bass has a mustache
One girl two guys- someone’s promiscuous
Yes, my *base *has a mustache
We are the three musical musketeers
Sorry guys- couldn’t find the grammys
Squidward, spongbob, Patrick as a girl
It’s a hola hoop, not tenticals
Wanda needs a leg. Please give.
If this doesn’t work, we’ll hoola hoop.
Up next, one-legged Wanda hoola hoops!
Four is our lucky number, boys.
It takes all kinds to jam.
Jammin’ on the four by the door.
Three different people, three different songs.
Toodle, plunk, whang! Got any change?
Band accept money but prefer cupcakes
Tips appreciated for great entertainment.
Show us your love with tips.
Love tips but enjoy entertaining more.
Tip or not, we’re enjoying ourselves.
We love to make others happy.
Praying Amanda Palmer will discover them.
Pay up or we hula hoop.
Prefer money but spaghetti works too.
Playing for coffee, change or spaghetti.
We need a hula hoop dancer.
Join us to make it four?
Playing for cosmetic and pasta money
if you’re paying, We’ll keep playing
Quantity of money is not strained.
Ménage a une, deux, trois …MUSIC!
Puff the magic….oops wrong trio.
Just Once, drop us a $20!
Bluegrass busker trio, sieve accepts tips.
Think out of the tip box
Cooler money and spaghetti tips
It’s not all about the money.
Think I see that lost tune.
Will play Greensleeves for green backs.
Bass, Banjo, Clarinet.
We are set.
Tips strainer. Discs container.
Heartfelt entertainers.
Strings and Wind notes.
Music floats.
Do you hear what I hear?
We play because you are listening.
We’re rich, please take the money.
1. Who let the banjo player in?
2. We stop playing for money.
Unplugged, the band played smaller venues
Each thought it was other two
Unhandle the pan, music is free.
Education doesn’t guarantee wealth; please donate.
Strumming, plucking, tootle-too-ing. What a trio!
We found all this stuff here.
The soon-to-be famous Buffalo-Plaid Fedora Trio.
Recession Jazz causes spontaneous wealth, dig?
I said bring JELLO not CELLO!!!!
Hoping the band will come together
We will be famous someday, someday
Got band equipment at garage sale
been locked out for a while
we should be on level ground
im gna get you banjo boy
Hipster music comes to your town.
Not doing well? Sell the shoes.
We’ve got to make a playlist!
Wait. Can you hear me now?
Free CD! (Tipping and Handling: $10)
Accepting applications for new booking agent.
They say Rock and Roll’s dead?
dead hipsters do not wear plaid
Playin’ in the Treme: Pick Us!
Klezmer meets bluegrass and jazz YIKES
Will jump through hoops for gig.
Thof highlight of the nudist festival
The highlight of the nudist festival
Buckets empty. Get the hula hoops!
This sure beats working at Subway!
Why did I wear this hat?
Cello! My name is Inigo Montoya.
Like us, share us, tweet us….
3. Long live street musicians; give money!
4. We will stop playing for money.
5. Tune a day keeps psychiatrists away.
6. Need another banjo player? Call me!
Raising funds for our X-Factor audition.
Our playlist includes “Ice, Ice, Baby.”
We play for YOU, donate please.
We have rhythm, we have moves.
We play to move our fans.
Playing music makes people dance away
Vote for us, We can play!
Music makes our differences strengthen similarities.
Our personalities- like music- make harmonies.
Our personalities blend better than harmony
Buskers: adding culture to vacation photos.
Meet the hippest people in Fargo.
Buskers: more interesting away from home.
We fiddle around, hoping for cash.
Lady Gaga was our fourth bandmember.
We’re here all day. You’re welcome.
Our love triangle destroyed the band.
Our bassist moonlights as a rapper.
Just before Red Bulls kicked in.
Need subway fare — Cello’s too big.
Split tips proportionally by instrument size.
Women support the base, carry weight.
you really think we like this?
Two stringing along the other guy.
Need money for tour bus gas.
Paying student loans. Hoping for Change.
Carry Me Smooth Deep Hot Flowing
Music is great. Money is needed.
Bringing back busking, with your help.
No change. No make-up. No cobra.
Instruments for world and pocket change.
Benny Goodman, eat your heart out
Happy Toes. Tappin’ Bouncin’ Spinnin’ Grinnin’
Does a cello even belong here
reflections of a time gone by
Musicians-Check. Instruments-Check. Tip Jar?????
Bluegrass, white sidewalk, another fun day
Would you please not block doorway
Our pianist stole our tip jar.
Each has a Masters, beats working!
$20,We put away the banjo!
Micello Bama and the 1600 Serenaders.
We said Woodstock,not Soup Stock!
Sweet 16 smooth songs supper club.
Klez, lez and banjo boy sez.
Nightly gig makes money for charity.
Give lots. This chello is heavy.
Working our way to Carnegie Hall
Give big tip and we’ll leave.
Sign says: Donations Given to Charity
Our parents think we’re rockstars. Sweet.
First post-college job: Starving Artist.
Too Uncool For The Marching Band
Our jobs really sucked. This doesn’t.
Match.com for musicians still has kinks.
Clarinetist is actually the “cute one”.
Human capacity for self-delusion is bottomless.
Tip, or out comes the accordian!
Chance Comi-Con meeting makes musical history.
Small town USA community symphony orchestra
Times aren’t bad. They’re banjo bad.
Fugitives from the Cone of Silence.
C’mon people! Plaid fedoras ain’t cheap.
Tiger Beat’s preparing a photo spread.
Those are the ones, Officer! They stole my love of music.
(yea I know it’s not Six)
Fashion sense rivals their musical prowess.
Making heady music together. Hat optional.
I went to Conservatory for this?
Plaid’s fading fast. Mom, send cash.
Headliner’s hat helps hide receding hairline.
It had to happen: bluegrass cantatas.
In no way is this Deliverance!
Making money always sounds so good.
Softer the money, better we play
Do re mi lots more dough!
Three musicians, one buck, no hope!
A tune, a dollar, a living!
We are the “show” with dinner.
We play,
you listen,
maybe donate.
One dollar, one tune, much hope.
We play on, you pay up?
We play, you pay, we eat.
Dough! Play. We are so hungry!
We are musical, are you generous?
Listen and appreciate, we’ll eat gratefully.
Our music, your dough, we eat.
Quit our day jobs. Regretting that.
“Hello, Joe? Lost my banjo case…”
Remastering Deliverance soundtrack for urban audience
When all else fails, play music.
Our usual rehearsal space was closed
Don’t out me Facebook, no tags.
Hey! Let’s cellibrate good times, c’mon!
Taking selections. Any request. Please donate.
If you need some, take some
Our next gig will be inside!
fill the pot, rhythm and clues…
music, not smiles, the universal language…
The start of a master plan.
We need money for music lessons
Acker Bilk started the same way.
Pay up, or we’ll keep playing.
Will play for the perfect caption.
Tourist tips terrible, need new notes!
Steve Martin wants his banjo back!
Musicians? More like brilliant dumpster divers.
They’re blocking the sidewalk…. …….. ugh! …………… MOOOOOOOOOOVE!!!
[ideally, to be written on white piece of paper in lower right corner] Please buy our CD: IT’S BETTER!!!
HERE is YOUR WIFE’s xmas gift!
Wait and see what happens next…!
We haven’t moved in days…really.
Pick best dressed, throw in vote
Get out of line, frugal minds!
99 problems, solely for your entertainment.
We play, you enjoy, please pay.
Actually, not a cello. A bass.
Our story— a quartet we were!
Hula dancer went solo, killed show.
Soloist was eaten. Save banjo player!
Trust fund babies need help too.
Taking over Brooklyn, note by note
Available for weddings, bar mitzvahs, funerals…
Three PhDs with a corner office.
Not ready for America’s Got Talent.
We’re about to start something new.
Stick around, folks. We play Macarena.
We don’t need no stinkin’ drummer.
“We’re ‘Strainer Than Fiction’. Good night!”
Peter, Paul and Mary wanna be’s.
There’s an ATM around the corner.
Rolled pants players promote safe pots.
Plunk in pot if you like music.
The plaid hat store opening band.
We were here before he came!
here until the symphony calls back.
Two classics and one pop plucker.
helping son pay off student loans.
helping son get his own place.
We’re here for the extended version.
Sidewalk show, music for the masses.
Should have majored in something else. . . .
Will play Irish wakes for beer.
We’ve got strings and you don’t!
All the world is a stage…
Classical Bluegrass Trio do it streetwise.
This sure beats the subway gig.
Upright bass holds up one-legged woman.
“So this banjo-player walks into a…”
“You’re finger plicking good, banjo man.”
Blow. Plick. Pluck. Make a buck.
C sharp. B natural. Don’t fret.
Waiting in line for iPhone 5.
Hipster trio seeks identity, and tips.
Free hula hoop with cd purchase.
Jazz duo accosted by banjo player.
Bluegrass banjo player seeks hipster approval.
Keep playing, Steve Martin’s coming out.
Keeping music alive…and the musicians.
Picture of Bela Fleck’s first band.
Trio hopes bluegrassical will catch on.
This is what makes me happy.
Music soothes the soul - please listen.
Somewhat potentially the future One Direction
Why is someone taking our picture…
Note-to-self: Don’t walk on this street
Instruments are louder than our egos.
clarinet upright banjo and their players
Music fills the void coffee can’t.
We ALL have a day job somewhere.
We ALL have a day job.
Music fills the heart with joy.
Talented musicians. Brave souls. Grateful audiences.
We are from the planet Harmony.
Pay us now & we’ll stop playing.
We all met two hours ago!
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