Ever enter a contest you know you can’t win?

I did last night. The Society of Professional Journalists has a young-professionals group called Generation J, which represents the edgy interests of the under-30 media class.

Of course, its existence suggests the rest of SPJ only represents the fossilized interest of old farts. But that’s not the point.

So here’s the point…

Gen J, as its twentysomething members call themselves, is hosting a logo contest. When they announced it Monday, I came home from work and designed seven. (Yeah, I have no life.)

I posted four to my SPJ blog last night. (I serve on SPJ’s national board, which is all you need to know about the sorry state of the journalism-industrial complex.)

I’m old but yet mature.

While I thought those four were tame, I realized the other three might offend folks whose sensibilities are more porcelain-like than mine. So I didn’t post them to my official SPJ blog.

I was proud of myself for this decision – over the years, I haven’t always acted in my own best interests. Still, I hate wasting work, so I’m posting the three outliers here. My blog, my rules.

Anyway, if you’re more talented, amusing, and mature than I am, you can win the Gen J logo contest and receive a free one-year SPJ membership. Interested? Start here.