As part of my birthday presents, my mom saved this Pearls Before Swine strip and attached the following note to the lovely 3M products show below.
I'm not usually a fan of Pearls, but in this case I like how they think.
Running Out of Post-Its
As part of my birthday presents, my mom saved this Pearls Before Swine strip and attached the following note to the lovely 3M products show below.
I'm not usually a fan of Pearls, but in this case I like how they think.
Friday Timewaster: Frisky Commercials
Bow-chicka bow-wow...
Wocka-chicka wocka-chicka . . .
I saw the Ragu one a lot when I was watching some stuff on Hulu this week, which was good because multiple viewings really helped me analyze it. Initially, I couldn't unravel the logic behind the timing of events in the video. I mean, if, as the lyrics say, it's 8 p.m. and the parents are in bed, why is the next scene of everyone having dinner? Was that a flashback? A flashforward to the next day? The kid at the dinner table looks much happier there than when he was walking toward the steps with his shattered innocence. (It's a great face, though — very expressive.)
Beyond that, I was interested in the underlying message about making yourself feel better emotionally by eating carbs, plus the use of imagery associated with another potentially dangerous form of self-medicating: drinking. To wit: having the jar of sauce slide in from offscreen and stop like a drink being slid down the bar in an old Western movie and using "a long day" in the tag line to bring to mind the idea of having a tasty adult beverage (or three) after a rough day at the office.
The Sealy ad seems to get late-night airplay; I've seen it a few times while watching the last few weeks' worth of episodes of The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson — sometimes I lose track of the remote, or I forget that I'm watching a tape and not Hulu: I can fast-forward the tape, but not Hulu.
Anyhow, that was another ad where repeated viewing helped me follow the plot. Side note: Am I just becoming an idiot in my old age (My Oma used to get confused between what was the commercial and what was the show.), or was it the aspect of using sex to sell spaghetti sauce (there's a fetish) that startled me?
The mattress one just made me laugh, but I didn't see all of the first scene the first time, so I was confused because I thought the old guy was living downstairs from the first couple. Also, I'm trying to decide if the guys with the glasses against the wall are a gay couple. It doesn't matter, but I like to think they are.
In conclusion, this is way too much half-assed analysis for this time of night, but I'm kind of wide awake and I'm taking Friday off of work anyhow, so there you have it.
Wocka-chicka wocka-chicka . . .
I saw the Ragu one a lot when I was watching some stuff on Hulu this week, which was good because multiple viewings really helped me analyze it. Initially, I couldn't unravel the logic behind the timing of events in the video. I mean, if, as the lyrics say, it's 8 p.m. and the parents are in bed, why is the next scene of everyone having dinner? Was that a flashback? A flashforward to the next day? The kid at the dinner table looks much happier there than when he was walking toward the steps with his shattered innocence. (It's a great face, though — very expressive.)
Beyond that, I was interested in the underlying message about making yourself feel better emotionally by eating carbs, plus the use of imagery associated with another potentially dangerous form of self-medicating: drinking. To wit: having the jar of sauce slide in from offscreen and stop like a drink being slid down the bar in an old Western movie and using "a long day" in the tag line to bring to mind the idea of having a tasty adult beverage (or three) after a rough day at the office.
The Sealy ad seems to get late-night airplay; I've seen it a few times while watching the last few weeks' worth of episodes of The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson — sometimes I lose track of the remote, or I forget that I'm watching a tape and not Hulu: I can fast-forward the tape, but not Hulu.
Anyhow, that was another ad where repeated viewing helped me follow the plot. Side note: Am I just becoming an idiot in my old age (My Oma used to get confused between what was the commercial and what was the show.), or was it the aspect of using sex to sell spaghetti sauce (there's a fetish) that startled me?
The mattress one just made me laugh, but I didn't see all of the first scene the first time, so I was confused because I thought the old guy was living downstairs from the first couple. Also, I'm trying to decide if the guys with the glasses against the wall are a gay couple. It doesn't matter, but I like to think they are.
In conclusion, this is way too much half-assed analysis for this time of night, but I'm kind of wide awake and I'm taking Friday off of work anyhow, so there you have it.
Friday Timewaster: Frisky Commercials
Bow-chicka bow-wow...
Wocka-chicka wocka-chicka . . .
I saw the Ragu one a lot when I was watching some stuff on Hulu this week, which was good because multiple viewings really helped me analyze it. Initially, I couldn't unravel the logic behind the timing of events in the video. I mean, if, as the lyrics say, it's 8 p.m. and the parents are in bed, why is the next scene of everyone having dinner? Was that a flashback? A flashforward to the next day? The kid at the dinner table looks much happier there than when he was walking toward the steps with his shattered innocence. (It's a great face, though — very expressive.)
Beyond that, I was interested in the underlying message about making yourself feel better emotionally by eating carbs, plus the use of imagery associated with another potentially dangerous form of self-medicating: drinking. To wit: having the jar of sauce slide in from offscreen and stop like a drink being slid down the bar in an old Western movie and using "a long day" in the tag line to bring to mind the idea of having a tasty adult beverage (or three) after a rough day at the office.
The Sealy ad seems to get late-night airplay; I've seen it a few times while watching the last few weeks' worth of episodes of The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson — sometimes I lose track of the remote, or I forget that I'm watching a tape and not Hulu: I can fast-forward the tape, but not Hulu.
Anyhow, that was another ad where repeated viewing helped me follow the plot. Side note: Am I just becoming an idiot in my old age (My Oma used to get confused between what was the commercial and what was the show.), or was it the aspect of using sex to sell spaghetti sauce (there's a fetish) that startled me?
The mattress one just made me laugh, but I didn't see all of the first scene the first time, so I was confused because I thought the old guy was living downstairs from the first couple. Also, I'm trying to decide if the guys with the glasses against the wall are a gay couple. It doesn't matter, but I like to think they are.
In conclusion, this is way too much half-assed analysis for this time of night, but I'm kind of wide awake and I'm taking Friday off of work anyhow, so there you have it.
Wocka-chicka wocka-chicka . . .
I saw the Ragu one a lot when I was watching some stuff on Hulu this week, which was good because multiple viewings really helped me analyze it. Initially, I couldn't unravel the logic behind the timing of events in the video. I mean, if, as the lyrics say, it's 8 p.m. and the parents are in bed, why is the next scene of everyone having dinner? Was that a flashback? A flashforward to the next day? The kid at the dinner table looks much happier there than when he was walking toward the steps with his shattered innocence. (It's a great face, though — very expressive.)
Beyond that, I was interested in the underlying message about making yourself feel better emotionally by eating carbs, plus the use of imagery associated with another potentially dangerous form of self-medicating: drinking. To wit: having the jar of sauce slide in from offscreen and stop like a drink being slid down the bar in an old Western movie and using "a long day" in the tag line to bring to mind the idea of having a tasty adult beverage (or three) after a rough day at the office.
The Sealy ad seems to get late-night airplay; I've seen it a few times while watching the last few weeks' worth of episodes of The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson — sometimes I lose track of the remote, or I forget that I'm watching a tape and not Hulu: I can fast-forward the tape, but not Hulu.
Anyhow, that was another ad where repeated viewing helped me follow the plot. Side note: Am I just becoming an idiot in my old age (My Oma used to get confused between what was the commercial and what was the show.), or was it the aspect of using sex to sell spaghetti sauce (there's a fetish) that startled me?
The mattress one just made me laugh, but I didn't see all of the first scene the first time, so I was confused because I thought the old guy was living downstairs from the first couple. Also, I'm trying to decide if the guys with the glasses against the wall are a gay couple. It doesn't matter, but I like to think they are.
In conclusion, this is way too much half-assed analysis for this time of night, but I'm kind of wide awake and I'm taking Friday off of work anyhow, so there you have it.
There Can Be Only One
I got a free pass to Cinema at the Square the other week, so I went on a bit of a kick of watching classics that I've never seen (or never seen all the way through) before — The Godfather, Casablanca, The Maltese Falcon.*
This carried over somewhat into my Netflix/Amazon Video viewing, but with more sci-fi and less film noir, because I've never seen the original Total Recall or the first Highlander.
I got through part of Highlander last night — up to Sean Connery and the stag, I think — but then I couldn't take it anymore and had to turn it off. The thirty-second version with bunnies was much more my speed.
* Was The Maltese Falcon supposed to be a comedy? Because the crowd I was with was laughing pretty hard at a lot of it.
This carried over somewhat into my Netflix/Amazon Video viewing, but with more sci-fi and less film noir, because I've never seen the original Total Recall or the first Highlander.
I got through part of Highlander last night — up to Sean Connery and the stag, I think — but then I couldn't take it anymore and had to turn it off. The thirty-second version with bunnies was much more my speed.
* Was The Maltese Falcon supposed to be a comedy? Because the crowd I was with was laughing pretty hard at a lot of it.
Oh, Now You Tell Me
From The Joy of Daily Driving a Bigass Truck:
Dammit! Where was this feature when I was trying to go through the drive-thru in my friend's F-150?!
There's a nice little button that pulls in the massive mirrors so you can sneak between parking barriers, toll booths, and other people's equally ginormous trucks.
Dammit! Where was this feature when I was trying to go through the drive-thru in my friend's F-150?!
It's the Simple Things
I don't know if you can fully understand my joy when I came around the corner of the grocery store aisle and spotted these:
Happy Birthday to Me, indeed.
Happy Birthday to Me, indeed.
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