I've been really busy lately and haven't watched as much TV as I normally do (shocking!), but even in my limited TV-watching I've come across some ads that set my teeth on edge. Here are just a few:
The Cadillac Escalade "Cupholders" commercial featuring Sofia Vergara. I've read some reviews in which people complained about her accent; that isn't what bothers me. What gets under my skin is her fake driving: she's "steering" the vehicle as if she is on the Bumpiest Road Ever and has next to no control over her GIANT SUV. Yeah, that's the person I want behind the wheel of a massive vehicle. Way to sell it. Has she ever driven a car before? No one drives like that on a regular basis. I know she's not known for being the greatest thespian, but come ON. Someone should have told her to make it look like she was driving in a straight line and not on Autopia at Disneyland.
The Nutrisystem "Pretty" commercial featuring Jillian Reynolds. I want to shoot the writer who thought of the words "I'm not your average gal - I love sports. Football! How many girls can do that?" SHUT UP. What? There are woman who like sports?! INCONCEIVABLE! Excuse me while I clutch my pearls. I have girlfriends who live and breathe sports: it's not a foreign concept. I'd also like to know how many takes were shot for the one of Jillian actually catching the ball since she is totally not the sporty type. Also? I hate Nutrisystem's (and any other weight loss program's) before and after shots: in her "before" she's wearing her maternity dress even though she's already given birth and is in flip-flops and under bad lighting, but in her "after" she's got the bikini and heels on with makeup and good lighting. Whatever, Big Fat Lying Company. Finally, I hate that the website promoted in the ad (which you don't see in the Youtube clip) is actually www.nutrisystem.com/pretty. PRETTY. Really? My God. Shut up, commercial.
Okay, so this isn't a long list. What about you? Which commercials make you want to punch someone?
Because sometimes you just have to scratch that itch. Or in my case, itches.
This week I bought:
This dress (mind you, I have no big party to go to until August, so this will sit in the closet until then along with all the other party dresses I have bought over the past few years. Also, I will have to find shoes and a proper clutch to use with it.)
These shoes (not to be worn with the aforementioned dress, and OF COURSE they are on sale NOW. Grr.)
The 80-GB iPod Classic in Black. My previous one (the U2 model) was almost 3 1/2 years old and it died an unceremonious death this week. Now Jen can no longer tease me for having an old-school iPod ('It doesn't have VIDEO!') Heh.
So! According to this article, composer John Williams thinks of lyrics before writing any music. Being that the latest Indiana Jones moving is coming out next week (which, EEEE!), please enjoy the heretofore unknown lyrics to the theme song of Raiders of the Lost Ark:
In-di-ana fucking Jones
In-di-ana motherfucking Jones
In-di-ana fucking Jones
Bite my ballsack you Nazis I'm Indiana fucking Jones
You're totally singing it RIGHT NOW, aren't you? I KNOW YOU ARE. Why? Because I AM TOO.
Hi, everyone - sorry for the lapse in writing. I've been a bit swamped by Real Life but I hope to get back on the post-a-day horse soon. I know, I know - I need to finish my travelogue first, and I WILL, okay? Stop looking at me like that. Okay, you can look at me like that; I deserve it.
That said, I wanted to write today about how I usually am not a concert-going person (I go to maybe one a year) but somehow I now have tickets to the following upcoming concerts (okay, I shouldn't say "somehow" as if they magically appeared on my doorstep - that would have been nice, not to mention much, much cheaper):