Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Snuggie Beef
Much like all the other electronic devices in my life, my DVR is officially fried. Keeps freezing and crashing. The only way to watch it is to avoid fast-forwarding or rewinding which is the whole point of having a DVR. Needless to say, i've been forced to watch commercials for the first time in years and I feel like a caveman.
At the risk of getting too Seinfeld, what's the deal with the Snuggie? How long have these things been around? I'm all for crashing out on the couch with a blanket or something, but is this thing really necessary? Are people really too inconvenienced by an armless blanket that these ridiculous things are selling well enough to warrant commercial time on network TV??
I'll tell you what sent me over the edge with the Snuggie; In the commercial, they show various places they suggest wearing this stupid thing, and one of them is a sporting event. A Snuggie at a professional ball game will likely just serve as an empty beer cup target, but it looks like they are at a kids game. What sick son-of-a-bitch would wear a Snuggie at their child's sporting event? Don't kids have enough trouble avoiding peer abuse without you showing up to the quarterfinals in a purple Merlin costume and screaming like a lunatic?
The problem is that most fathers would instinctively know that this is a death sentence for their kid, but if you see something enough, you begin to think it's ok. Repetition is how marketing works. I know the people in the Snuggie advertising department are just trying to move their product, but come on. At what price?? An innocent child's fruit of the looms??? How many wedgies are an acceptable amount for you to justify what you're doing? That is irresponsible advertising and you should be as ashamed as the kids with their heads jammed in the toilet because of your own corporate greed.
At the risk of getting too Seinfeld, what's the deal with the Snuggie? How long have these things been around? I'm all for crashing out on the couch with a blanket or something, but is this thing really necessary? Are people really too inconvenienced by an armless blanket that these ridiculous things are selling well enough to warrant commercial time on network TV??
I'll tell you what sent me over the edge with the Snuggie; In the commercial, they show various places they suggest wearing this stupid thing, and one of them is a sporting event. A Snuggie at a professional ball game will likely just serve as an empty beer cup target, but it looks like they are at a kids game. What sick son-of-a-bitch would wear a Snuggie at their child's sporting event? Don't kids have enough trouble avoiding peer abuse without you showing up to the quarterfinals in a purple Merlin costume and screaming like a lunatic?
The problem is that most fathers would instinctively know that this is a death sentence for their kid, but if you see something enough, you begin to think it's ok. Repetition is how marketing works. I know the people in the Snuggie advertising department are just trying to move their product, but come on. At what price?? An innocent child's fruit of the looms??? How many wedgies are an acceptable amount for you to justify what you're doing? That is irresponsible advertising and you should be as ashamed as the kids with their heads jammed in the toilet because of your own corporate greed.
Labels: snuggie
Friday, December 11, 2009
The Steves Drink Responsibly
This is a Daily Show segment from 2001 about responsible drinking. While discussing it at lunch today, it became clear that not everyone has seen it. Everyone should see it. If you've seen it, see it again.
The Daily Show With Jon Stewart | Mon - Thurs 11p / 10c | |||
Drink Responsibly | ||||
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Labels: Daily Show Drink Responsibly Steve Carell Stephen Colbert
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
An Open Letter to the Guy Who Wrote the Virus that Killed my Computer,
I hope your balls get caught in a large piece of machinery in front of several women that you are sexually interested in and they laugh and point as you scream for the sweet release of death which you're hoping comes in the form of a heart attack due to the massive amount of pain you're experiencing, but your heart is strong from the lack of overuse that comes with living in your parent's basement writing malicious software, so you continue to scream in agony while the women take cellphone videos of you and put them on youtube where everyone you've ever known sees them because ironically they go VIRAL.
Dick.
Dick.