Saturday, November 20, 2004

Commercial Disasters

People need to realize that "low budget advertising" doesn't mean "kill people with a bad commercial."

So I have to talk about my pet peeve when it comes to commercials. Have you ever seen a commercial that uses, I guess what you would call word association, to segue into the point of the commercial? Well here's an example: I was watching a commercial that started off on a lady, in bedroom, wearing workout clothes and holding a weight in each hand. She was walking toward the bed her husband was in (a Craftmatic Adjustable bed). As she walked she lifted the weights and said, "I like to stay in shape...", at which point her "husband" turns to the camera and says, "... and check out the shape of our Craftsmatic Adjustable bed!"....

NO! NO NO NO NO NO! That doesn't make ANY SENSE!!@@#$ I'm I the only one that understands this concept!? I was trying to give the commercial the benefit of the doubt, and waited for them to announce a pair of free weights if you order in the next 10 minutes, or a free trial membership to Bally's... but no. It never came. The weights, and the fact that the woman liked to stay in "shape" had nothing to do with the rest of the commercial, except for the fact that she said SHAPE, and the bed was in a particular SHAPE. Ridiculous! Whoever made that commercial should be shot by a firing squad, or at least fired and clubbed to death.

This is my pet peeve when it comes to commercials... it's just sloppy. Like, hey... let's have a woman saying, "Hurry kids! You're going to miss the bus!" as she shoves them out of the house, then turns to the camera and says, "And speaking of hurry, I better hurry to Foley's for their Red Apple Sale, this weekend only!" Or maybe, a man walking out of a shower saying, "I think our hot water's broken... speaking of think, ThinkQuest is having it's national championship showdown this weekend at the Staples Center!" I mean really... that's the shittiest thing EVER, and I hate whoever makes these worthless pieces of shit they call advertising.

On a different note... check out the funnest game EVER! It's not only addicting, but frustrating as hell. I've played it about ten times in the past hour, and won twice. It's brilliant, and I think you should all try it! It's called VIRUS, and you can find it at http://www.thejab.com/newsite/balm.html.


You may want to turn off both the "sounds" and the "voices" to prevent insanity and probable self-mutilation... but it's just a suggestion, take it or leave it.

Current Status:
Mood: Irresolute
Food: Diet Pepsi
Song: "The Winner Takes It All" -ABBA

Sunday, November 14, 2004

'Tis the Season

Even though Thanksgiving hasn't even passed... Christmas stuff is everywhere. It makes me want to vomit.

Even before Halloween I saw stores filled with Christmas tidings and good cheer. Am I the only one that feels like they just need to back off?! I know I'm not, because I've already conversed with many of you on this angering subject already. In fact... I propose a coalition: The NICE RACC (Nobody's Interested in Christmas Except Right At Christmastime Coalition). The sole purpose of this coalition will be to prevent the presence of Christmas and its affiliates before December 1. I mean, let's be honest... when someone says "November" do you think, "It's almost Christmas!"? No... you think, "Hey, Thanksgiving." Anyway, that's my idea... who's with me?

On another note... I had my first Cheer performance today. It went relatively well... considering one of the guys didn't show up until performance time so we didn't even get to warm up with him in the routine. What makes me sad, though, is that no one I told about it actually saw the performance. It's okay, I guess... because we're performing again at Save Tommy Night, so people can come watch then. But if they don't come to Save Tommy Night... then I will really be disappointed, because they obviously won't come to Las Vegas, San Diego, or New Orleans to watch if they won't even come to campus.

That's all for now. I had a disastrous day, really... things just kept building up and frustrating me. Missing cheerleaders, drunken football crowds, people who don't call you for over three hours when they say they're coming over soon... and then being frustrated and lonely and nobody doing anything about it. From now on I'm going to take some vicodin every morning and waltz through my days, wearing my huge Moses robe and a crazy hat. No one can fuck with me then. MUAHAHAHAHA!!!

Current Status:
Mood: Lonely
Food: Gatorade
Song: "Call On Me" -Eric Prydz