Saturday, April 26, 2008

Commercial activity

I'm sitting here watching reruns of Cops (watching the crooks engaging in Felony Stupid amuses me), and I just saw a Burger King commercial. Is it just me, or are is that plastic 'King' character more than a little creepy? I mean, between the character and the situations they put him in, those ads are more than enough to put me off going there all by themselves.

Another one that completely puts me off my feed is that damn Dairy Queen commercial with the shrimp eating Popcorn Shrimp.

On the other hand, I do appreciate some of the commercials I've seen. I suspect I'm just one of a multitude of people that enjoys the hell out of the majority of the AFLAC commercials, for example. Another one I like is the 7-Up commercial with the Belching Bunny. I don't know if it's just a local outfit or not, but Taco Johns has been running a series of commercials that utilize W(h?)iplash the Cowboy Monkey (he's a Capuchin monkey that rides a dog) that are usually pretty funny.

Some of these outfits do a damn fine job of making their product or brand memorable - for good or ill...

Tuesday, April 22, 2008


If you want to see what people really think about politicians and other Famous People, head on over to this site and have a look. And if you're sufficiently motivated, they have a nice assortment of photos that you can add your own LOLs to:

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PS - Don't forget to click on the 'Vote' thingy at the top to see the ones that didn't make the front page(s)...

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Life with the Beast of Billings

To give you some idea of what it's like having my cat, Elf, around, here's something I went through just a couple of minutes ago...

It's a kind of cold and yucky day (we've had intermittent sprinkles and snow showers; the weather guessers are claiming we may get up to an inch of snow by tomorrow), so I went into the kitchen to make myself a nice cup of hot tea. After getting a teabag out of the cabinet, I turned around to find something very much like this:

"You're gonna feed me, right?"

Since she's fed in the kitchen (a bowl of dry food all the time, and wet food every couple of days), she's of the opinion that if I go into the kitchen for anything, it must be for the express purpose of feeding her - regardless of how much food is still in either of her dishes.

Anyway, when I simply stepped around her so that I could go about heating water and all that, she finally realized that food wasn't going to be immediately forthcoming, she took up station in front of the door to a small utility closet (water heater, shelves, hooks, etc):
"I'll just wait over here, then..."

The thing about that door is that it's also where she sits when I'm doing something 'long-term': doing dishes, cooking, and such. If you look closely, you can see that there's a gap between the bottom of the door and the floor. When she's waiting for my attention again, Elf will park herself right next to the door; when she does, her tail generally slips under the door and curls around so that the tip sticks out from underneath - in front of her. Apparently believing that she has a new toy to play with, she'll try to catch it. Since she doesn't have an overabundance of brains, that isn't always successful, and her new toy escapes from her - causing her to get a trifle upset. As her impatience with being unable to catch her tail/toy grows, so does the speed and frequency with which it appears and disappears, only making the task of catching it that much harder...

Anyway, when I was done in the kitchen, I came in and sat down in the living room; a couple of minutes later, Elf turned up - electing to crouch down and stare at me for not demonstrating adequate subservience:
"You worthless *$@%&!!!"

Later tonight, I can probably expect any one of several things happen:
  • Be trampled (possibly several times) as she tears across my bed when she starts 'happy hour' (cat owners know what this is) about 20 minutes after I go to bed;
  • Have her try to catch my tongue if/when I yawn;
  • Stand on my chest/belly, and increase her local gravity so that it feels like her entire weight is on each and every one of her paws;
  • Leave a particularly smelly deposit in her litterbox, which is in the bathroom right off my bedroom.
Welcome to my world...