In a sea of misogynistic ads, Google’s spot (what do they really need to advertise for?) stood out as perhaps the classiest and most effective last night.
I’m trying to come up with awesome subtitles for this year’s Snowpocalypse sequel. Contenders include:
Snowpocalypse II: Tokyo Drift
Snowpocalypse II: Cruise Control
Snowpocalypse II: Dark Territory
Snowpocalypse II: Full Throttle
Snowpocalypse II: The Secret of the Ooze
A Boy and His Dog
Sir Brian Didymus turns one today! Happy birthday, you little poopmonster!
If you’re going to host a sex party in Bethesda and you accept donations, make sure your house is zoned correctly.
Random news headline on CNN’s home page today:
“Cops: Owner lied about cobra”
Well, wouldn’t you?
Oh, this is gonna be good.
Time magazine’s TV critic, James Poniewozik, wrote a blog entry about the impending clash of the titans at this year’s Super Bowl.
And he’s not talking about the Saints and the Colts.
Apparently, this year’s Super Bowl broadcast on CBS will feature a thirty-second spot sponsored by Focus on the Family. The ad from the right-wing, “Christian” organization (in actuality, JC would probably consider them to more closely resemble Pharisees) will star Florida Gators quarterback Tim Tebow and will be a high-profile push of the organization’s pro-life agenda. The Well of Truth, Wikipedia, says that Tebow’s mom was apparently advised by her doctor to have a late-term abortion while pregnant with him. She obviously chose not to, and hence we now have awesome football player dude in existence.
At the same time, CBS is apparently also in discussions to feature a spot from a gay dating service called “Man Crunch” during the broadcast.
Poniewozik calls it “simultaneously perhaps the gayest and most football-appropriate name” he’s ever heard. I’m actually a little jealous that I can’t seem to come up with a better name for a gay dating service to air during the Super Bowl.
I can think of few things as spectacularly interesting as the thought of broadcasting the church vs. homosexuality debate during what could be considered primetime television’s manliest hours. The irony is just too awesome. It’s like a February Sweeps version of Celebrity Death Match, only with ideologies instead of claymation figures.
I absolutely can’t wait.
Update: Apparently CBS has rejected the Man Crunch ad, which is quickly becoming a YouTube sensation:
I own one share of Apple, and like the millions of other devoted nerds in the cult, I eagerly awaited Steve Jobs’ newest creation yesterday.
Apparently, it’s an iPad.
Huh. I thought it’d have a manlier name, like iSlate. Or iMeatandBeer.
A little underwhelming, yes. Looks cool, yes. Virtually useless, yes.
It’s a basically a giant iPod touch. Not quite the game-changer™ that the blogosphere had predicted.
But what I am excited about is the inevitable second, third, and even fourth generation devices that this sleek and sexy clunker will usher in.
And by that point, my geeky brain will have been sufficiently exploded that I really won’t care if it’s called an iPad or iGirlyDevice or iWhatever.
Okay, so yes, I’m a registered Democrat. (This is the case, despite the fact that I’m seriously questioning the efficacy of a two-party system.)
But this is pretty cool: http://www.whitehouse.gov/2010-Cabinet-Reports.
Still, nothing beats Barney’s videos.
I love browsing the stacks at bookstores.
Somehow, I’m convinced that if it were not for the procrastinating (failed?) author inside, my work would be on the “Buy One Get One at 50% Off” table at Border’s.
For two seconds, I half-considered enrolling in the MA program in writing at Johns Hopkins, just so I could continue cultivating my writing. After all, I had attempted over the years to author so many novels, essays, and short stories that today remain unfinished. And then I realized: (1) how much the idea of going back to school sucks, and (2) that I don’t have any money to pay for the program.
But as I’ve mentioned in previous posts, writing is quite cathartic to me. I love it. I find that I often express myself more clearly and more honestly on a page than face-to-face. My inner monologue seems to sound more articulate, too.
So what, then? Revise my anthropomorphic serial novel entitled “Deadly Intentions”? Continue my serial killer novel? Finish my X-Files fanfic?
I’m thinking of throwing around a couple of ideas for short stories that may make it on this blog. So be forewarned. Massive verbosity ahead.
