I consider myself immune to most forms of advertisement. Of course I “like” certain commercials better than others (herd cats or make frogs croak the name of a beer and you’ll get a chortle or two out of me), but I honestly can’t remember the last time I went out and did something because a commercial made me consider doing it.
Having said that, if I didn’t already always wear a seatbelt, I would now.
I’m divorced. It was a big thing to me when I first started my diary. I’d only just gotten the final divorce papers just before I started writing at DD. The divorce was amicable, as these things go, but drawn out. Possibly it was drawn out because it was so amicable. Neither one of us…
Yesterday was March 3, 2003. 03/03/03. There’s a certain aesthetic pleasure in the date, even if it is totally devoid of significance. Well, perhaps it isn’t totally insignificant. It was the fourth anniversary of my employment here. The anniversary passed without any acknowledgement whatsoever; no surprise since no one was even here. What is surprising…
This Friday is 11/11, also known as National Corduroy day. It’s been declared National Corduroy day because 11/11 looks like the wales in corduroy fabric. No, I’m not kidding. If you don’t believe me, check out The Corduroy Club Web Site’s Grandest Event Announcement. I found out about this a year ago, when the television…
About time I took a more meaningful test. Thanks to Stevie Oklahoma: The top three choices it assigned me were: type score summary 3 19 Threes derive self worth from success in the external world. They are highly skilled at adapting themselves in whatever way necessary to achieve success. This external success driven image often…
It seems like there should be so much to write now, but in reality my days are all much the same. I get up, take my pills, force myself to eat, watch television, take more pills, force myself to eat, watch more television, take more pills, force myself to eat, watch more television, take more…
I go to Main and find that Btfsplk is apparently alive and well after all after all these years. Either that, or some evil super-genius is even now as I type has set up an room with hundreds of laptops and thousands of cats and unprotected keyboards everywhere. Shark Boy and Lava Girl need to…
I think they should make those cones out of stiff nylon mesh myself⦠At least it wouldn’t turn into a noise amplifier for animal’s already sensitive hearing.
That is one amazing ad.
And "it is what it is" will probably become my mantra soon…
I learned seatbelt safety after 2.5 minutes of driving in Dallas traffic back in the day. That’s a true story. Now I get made fun of because I put on a seatbelt to move the car from the driveway to the garage.
wow, powerful ad.
Alli
i’ve never seen the e-collars in color, i like.
that commercial is awesome