Dog Toy Painting Series

I've started a series of still lives featuring my tiny six pound dog Carol's toys. This is Carol's tiny Octopus toy. I'm gonna be out of town this weekend so I painted this one after work during the week.

This Weeks New Yorker Caption Contest

Here is my entry in this weeks New Yorker Caption Contest. Each week they provide the image and you provide the caption.

"I bought a case of SPF 100 but, I find hiding in the case itself works best."






Here's the leftovers...


This will keep that bully from kicking sand in my face.

I love this portable tanning booth.

This was the most powerful sun block available.

Want to play in my sand bomb shelter?

Who says you can’t find cheap beachfront property.




Here's this weeks nominees...



"Oh, yeah, we go way back."
Submitted by Patricia Radosevich-Coia
Reno, Nev.

"He says he is known by many names."
Submitted by George Nikas
Avondale Estates, Ga.

"Sir, the competition is here to discuss the merger."
Submitted by Tom Alburn
Wrightsville, Pa.



I entered...

"No, I’m pretty sure he’s not expecting me."

Dog Toy Painting Series

I've started a series of still lives featuring my tiny six pound dog Carol's toys. I put this toy in Carol's bed, as I'm getting a little bored with always having the same backgrounds. This is a toy we got in a gift bag at an awards show in 2006, it supposed to be a fancy spoiled dog with a pink boa, very much like Carol herself.

This Weeks New Yorker Caption Contest

Here is my entry in this weeks New Yorker Caption Contest. Each week they provide the image and you provide the caption.


"The Delta frat guys did it again!"






Here are the leftovers...

I represent some very important clients, Batman, Spiderman, King Kong…

Okay, send up the layoffs one at a time.

I’ve been transferred to the very exclusive delusional division.

Tell them we received their offer and are prepared to counter offer with, “ Don’t come any closer or we’ll jump.”



Here are this weeks nominees.




“You think Alcatraz can hold me?”
Submitted by Joshua Rosales
Rosemead, Calif.

"Go ahead, waterboard me."
Submitted by Lester Craft, Jr.
Basalt, Colo.

“Well, the menu did say ‘Choose your own lobster.’”
Submitted by Donna Palmer
Chattanooga, Tenn.

I entered...

"I hereby sentence you to three more weeks paid vacation!"

Dog Toy Painting Series

I've started a series of still lives featuring my tiny six pound dog Carol's toys. This is Carol's scary Dracula toy. I bought the frame this week, and painting the picture for the frame. I got the idea from my friend Steve Purcell who does that a lot.

Tracy Article

Jeremy Carroll of the Royal Oak Review came to the Michigan Cast and Crew Screening of our film Tracy and wrote a really nice article. If you click on the image below it should blow up to a readable size or you can read it online by clicking here.

Dan's Journal Entry

Arrrr, You Hiring?

Today I saw the guy that sells papers by the BART entrance wearing a George Washington costume and funny white wig to draw attention to himself and his papers. Then behind him I saw another guy dressed like a silly pirate also holding up a paper.

But then I realized that guy wasn't wearing a costume, he was just a homeless man with an eye patch and a paper that said, " Lost 31 year job as a paper vendor - no benefits - Please help - thank you".

It was less funny.

This Weeks New Yorker Caption Contest

Here is my entry in this weeks New Yorker Caption Contest. Each week they provide the image and you provide the caption.


"No, I’m pretty sure he’s not expecting me."







Here's the extras...


You happy working here or are you looking for something a little different?

Sorry I’m late, but traffic is terrible between here and L.A.

I don't have an appointment because I'm kind of a dick.


Here are this weeks nominees...




"The instructions should have mentioned that you need a body of water.”
Submitted by Peter Bleyleben
Chestnut Hill, Mass.

"That’s smart, Eddie. The first place cops look is in the trunk.”
Submitted by David Wilkner
Pawtucket, R.I.

"What do you mean you don't remember? Either he sleeps with the fishes or he don't."
Submitted by Tim Wibert
Okemos, Mich.

I entered...

If we’ve lost this guy the boss is gonna have us kill us!

Dog Toy Painting Series

I've started a series of still lives featuring my tiny six pound dog Carol's toys. I'm not exactly sure what this animal is suppose to be, I think it's a bear, or a wolf or something.

This week I tried painting on a small piece of wood instead of canvas, and I liked it! I'd definitely try this again.

Tracy's First Review

Our film Tracy got it's first review this week from Nicole Rupersburg of the detroiter.com.

"Tracy is a uniquely clever, refreshingly original, slyly sarcastic mockumentary that carefully cajoles sympathy for these hapless, wacky, unabashedly geeky characters while still getting some good laughs out of their eccentricities."

You can read the full review by clicking here, and scrolling down to our film.

Dog Toy Painting Series/Dan Found Caricature

No dog painting this week, as I'm in Michigan for a Tracy cast and crew screening this morning in Royal Oak. But I do have a new found caricature of me that was discovered by a guy who works with my brother. I'm the guy on the left (I think).



If you find a good one, send it my way!


Congratulations and thanks so much to everyone in Michigan who worked on Tracy, oh and Happy Fourth of July!

Dan's Journal Entry

Sexy Baby

My friend Alex and I were in deep conversation walking to lunch when we passed by a mom with her kids, pushing a stroller with a pile of shopping bags wrapped around the handle. One of the bags was from Abercrombie and Fitch and had the usual soft core Robert Mapplethorpe-esque photo of a shirtless man, cut off at the head with a twelve pack of abs plummeting into his barely visible jeans.

Alex and I both laughed politely when we noticed that the baby in the stroller’s head matched up almost perfectly with the headless hunk on the bag, creating a strange child-like muscle man. The young mom turned and looked at me confused. I said, “ Oh, that’s cute how the babies head lines up with the bag…”

The mom looked at me as I pointed toward her baby and, not understanding what the hell I was talking about, glared at both of us like we were sex offenders.

Tracy Composers New Album on Itunes

Alex Mandel wrote and preformed the beautiful and eclectic score for our film Tracy. His new band The Echo Falls just released their new album on itunes. Alex is a great musician and song writer, so if you liked the movie's score I think you'll really like this album, even if you haven't seen the film yet be sure to give the Echo Falls a try!

This Week's New Yorker Caption Contest

Here is my entry in this weeks New Yorker Caption Contest. Each week they provide the image and you provide the caption.


"I hereby sentence you to three more weeks paid vacation!"




Here are this weeks nominees...





“She thinks her bomb bay makes her look fat.”
Submitted by Eric Schares
Portland, Ore.

“It's a pretty good aircraft, except that it keeps nagging you to ask for directions.”
Submitted by Adam Pfeffer
Boca Raton, Fla.

"She's a lover, not a fighter."
Submitted by Robert McLean
Tampa, Fla.

I entered...

The FAA required an extra three feet added to the landing gear.

Dog Toy Painting Series

I've started a series of still lives featuring my tiny six pound dog Carol's toys. This is "Long Dog". I've always enjoyed painting small, but I was surprised by how much I liked painting this picture which was a little larger than the others.

Also, I recently figured out the time-lapse function on my new camera, so I've been shooting time-lapse of everything! If you've got 4 minutes, I shot my entire day working on this painting. I like all the moments where I stare at my ipod with no expression on my face, and yes, I'm painting in the bathroom. That's the only room in the apartment where I can control the light.

So glamorous.

Long Dog Painting Time-lapse from Dan Scanlon on Vimeo.

Dan's Journal Entry

Michele and I spend two nights in L.A. last weekend at an ultra hip hotel on the sunset strip. I saw an awesome dude, pull up to the hotel's doors in a totally sweet Ferrari, step out in flip flops, sexy shorts, totally timeless faux-hawk and toss his keys to the valet, who simply replied, "Welcome back, sir."

So smooth.


And yet I couldn’t help but think it would have been slightly smoother had he not just run over some gum.

This Week's New Yorker Caption Contest

Here is my entry in this weeks New Yorker Caption Contest. Each week they provide the image and you provide the caption.


"If we’ve lost this guy the boss is gonna have us kill us!"





Here's the left overs...

Don’t worry, he’s sleeping with the birdies now.

I had to make room for my drums.

Slam on the brakes as hard as you can when we get to the edge of the lake and we should be fine.

The cement wasn’t totally dry yet.






Here's this weeks nominees...



“O.K., let's slowly lower in the grant money.”
Submitted by Todd Bearson
Arlington, Mass.

“Relax, for them it's publish and perish.”
Submitted by David Burns
Needham, Mass.

“The research is conclusive—mice are even cuter when you dress them up in little coats.”
Submitted by Brad Hodges
Dungannon, Ontario

I entered...

"I give this group the same pills I put in your coffee every morning."

Dog Toy Painting Series

I'm trying to keep in practice with my painting, so I'm starting a series of still lives featuring my tiny six pound dog Carol's toys. This is Carol's toy Mr. Toad. While I do these paintings I listen to the Adam Carolla Podcast on my ipod. I highly recommend it, he's funny as hell and it's free for now.

Oh yeah, and Sunday is my Birthday!

Dan's Journal Entry

The Cable Car Boogie

This morning I decided to take the cable car to work rather than the bus because I didn’t feel like sitting next to some one cutting their toenails.

The cable car cost three dollars more, but some days it’s just worth it. It’s packed with young attractive business people who look like they get their hair cut fresh every morning, standing and sitting quietly listening to ipods and reading graphs and charts that look like homework and make me happy I don’t have a real job. The cable car operators make inside jokes with the regulars and boost up children to ring the bell, and the tourist, in their summer shorts and flip flops, though it’s 55 degrees in San Francisco, sit smiling quietly studying the people and buildings around them; all very polite, very well mannered.

So I found myself standing up a little straighter, making extra room for ladies, and when I felt the need to clear my throat I didn’t just make the usual hacking sound that only me and old ladies in Chinatown make, which sounds like Chewbacca vomiting. I covered it up a bit; by turning my head and raising my hand to my mouth and disguising my horrible choking sound with a gentle sophisticated cough, and in doing this a quarter sized gob of phlegm shot out of my mouth, passed my hand, passed the guy behind me, and stuck to the door frame. I casually turned back around and looked out the window, pretending like nothing had happened.

As I stared out the window seemingly admiring the beauty of Grace Cathedral I shouted in my head, “Holy Shit! Did I just spit on the wall in front of all these people and then ignore it?” But what was I suppose to do, announce politely to the crowd, “Oh, how embarrassing, I’ve hauked a loogie on the wall. Anyone have a tissue or a kerchief?” Wouldn’t that have been worse for everyone?

But as the drop of phlegm slowly sagged longer and longer with time, I felt more and more shame. The cable car is nice, and now I’d spat on it. If everyone that spit on the cable car were too embarrassed to clean it up, then in time it would just be the bus. So, I waited for the next bump to jostle the car and pretended to get my balance by grabbing the door frame with my sleeve and slowly, very slowly wiped it down the edge of the door.

It’s gross, but better I be covered in my own mucus than the beautiful historic cable car. It’s important to keep some things respectable, so that there is still a nicer version of something to treat oneself to. I waited awhile longer, and eventually, when no one was looking, I glanced back to see phlegm smeared all the way down the door frame and now onto the window.

This Week's New Yorker Caption Contest

Here is my entry in this weeks New Yorker Caption Contest. Each week they provide the image and you provide the caption.


"The FAA required an extra three feet added to the landing gear."





Here's the leftovers...


They air show invitation said they expected “A tire formal”.

Did you pack the spare flats for later in the flight?

They’re really hurt the plane but they look great.

Do I have a run in my wing?

I’m a jet setter.

I’ll tell you why my plane has black ladies shoes on because it’s after labor day, and white would be inappropriate.

I’m a part of the special pre ops team.

Do you know how hard it is to find a woman’s size 200?





Here are this weeks nominees...




"Don't give me that holier-than-thou attitude!"
Submitted by Paul Greengross
Granada Hills, Calif.

"Which part of 'till death do us part' didn't you understand?"
Submitted by Caroline Johnston Polisi
New York, N.Y.

"I guess it really did kill you to call."
Submitted by Dorran Dihle
Seattle, Wash.

I entered...


"It's a good thing I'm drunker than you are!"