Friday, June 17, 2005
Thursday, June 16, 2005
That's it? That's what they're getting excited about? This piece of advertising TRIPE is what has America all in a lather?
Paris Hilton's Carl's Jr. Commercial
I watched it. I can't believe the hype. Its nothing. Perhaps a tad on the cheesy side, but when have the Americans ever cared about that? They sat through two awful Batman movies and they like that idiotic Napoleon Dynamite movie. And they're getting into a lather about a stupid hamburger commercial.
Its not pornography.
To use that loaded term there should at LEAST be nudity, implied or better, and something sexual, implied or better. This commerical fails on both counts. She doesn't get undressed and certainly doesn't do anything sexual.
Why can't Americans just calm down about stuff? This kind of silly crap is why the rest of the world likes to make fun of them. Its a stupid, adolescent pantheon to a woman that is famous only because her money says she is. At worst its in bad taste because it worships something vacuous. But worthy of banning? I think not.
All those of you that are excited about this. Go to a mirror. Take off your clothes. Suck your index finger. Now THAT is pornography.
Paris Hilton's Carl's Jr. Commercial
I watched it. I can't believe the hype. Its nothing. Perhaps a tad on the cheesy side, but when have the Americans ever cared about that? They sat through two awful Batman movies and they like that idiotic Napoleon Dynamite movie. And they're getting into a lather about a stupid hamburger commercial.
Its not pornography.
To use that loaded term there should at LEAST be nudity, implied or better, and something sexual, implied or better. This commerical fails on both counts. She doesn't get undressed and certainly doesn't do anything sexual.
Why can't Americans just calm down about stuff? This kind of silly crap is why the rest of the world likes to make fun of them. Its a stupid, adolescent pantheon to a woman that is famous only because her money says she is. At worst its in bad taste because it worships something vacuous. But worthy of banning? I think not.
All those of you that are excited about this. Go to a mirror. Take off your clothes. Suck your index finger. Now THAT is pornography.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
I was watching a movie this afternoon and had a question. For those that are interested, it was 'How To Deal' starring the effervescent Mandy Moore. Her musical endeavours may be a bit saccharine (I actually favor her) but her acting skills are quite good.
So as part of the funeral scene the crowd mills around outside the church. It starts to rain. Everyone covers their head with the program from the ceremony.
Why!?! What is this compulsion we have to protect our heads from moisture? You're standing out in the rain with no more than a folded 8-1/2x11 sheet of paper and your first instinct is to cover your head. Isn't this absolutely retarded? What kind of protection is a sheet of paper from rain? And what good is keeping a square on your head dry, when everything else about you is soaked to the skin?
If anyone knows the answer, you know where to reach me.
So as part of the funeral scene the crowd mills around outside the church. It starts to rain. Everyone covers their head with the program from the ceremony.
Why!?! What is this compulsion we have to protect our heads from moisture? You're standing out in the rain with no more than a folded 8-1/2x11 sheet of paper and your first instinct is to cover your head. Isn't this absolutely retarded? What kind of protection is a sheet of paper from rain? And what good is keeping a square on your head dry, when everything else about you is soaked to the skin?
If anyone knows the answer, you know where to reach me.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Well, its official. I'm going to cut grass.
I got up this morning and thought I could avoid the task. I looked out the window and there was rain falling. I smiled quietly, because I thought it would lost most, if not all day, and I wouldn't have to cut grass. But the damned sun came out after lunch and thus I am forced to slice off the top layer again. Once more I will have the nicest lawn in town, with the single worst maintenance record.
I hate my grass.
I got up this morning and thought I could avoid the task. I looked out the window and there was rain falling. I smiled quietly, because I thought it would lost most, if not all day, and I wouldn't have to cut grass. But the damned sun came out after lunch and thus I am forced to slice off the top layer again. Once more I will have the nicest lawn in town, with the single worst maintenance record.
I hate my grass.