Tomorrow, it’s one day closer to the White House
If you haven’t already seen this Herman Cain campaign ad, you owe it to yourself to take a look. It’s no Demon Sheep, but still.
Chevy Rips-Off Dear Photograph
Not too many seem to be watching the Rangers – Cardinals World series, so maybe this has gone unnoticed, but Chevrolet seems to have done a pretty thorough job of ripping off Dear Photograph.
The Wingman
As a few of you know, my wife is the packaging engineer for Leatherman Tools. They just released this entertaining video to promote their new tool, the Wingman:
A few weeks ago, she found this sitting on her desk in the morning.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year.
That’s right kids, remember this ad from last year?
IT’S STILL RUNNING ON ALL NETWORKS.
I’m holding out for the iPhone Final
Strut
Après lunch at the sub-urban lesbian bar. My dear friend Miss Mindy struts her stuff.
Advertisements for Suicide
From an essay by James Reich:
Suicide as a complex act has been disgracefully hijacked by the exploiters of the myth of Judas Iscariot, to the impoverishment of our moral orientation, our sympathy, ourselves. Luxury, Armani says, obscures the dead. Luxury obscures suicide. Suicide is a luxury that transfigures.
“No Penetration”
John Jay on Creativity
via Wanken via Ollie Judge
Naked Toilet Paper
I’ve been thinking about this commercial a lot. We can talk about it in comments if you want.
on reading The Atrocity Exhibition in Brighton
«There are one or two other bits and pieces, but together the inventory is an adequate picture of a woman, who could easily be reconstituted from it. In fact, such a list may well be more stimulating than the real thing. Now that sex is becoming more and more a conceptual act, an intellectualization divorced from affect and physiology alike, one has to bear in mind the positive merits of the sexual perversions.»—JG Ballard
More musings on Brighton, Ballard, Quadrophenia, Joy Division, presidential pubic hair, Beachy Head, mods, rockers, cars, crashes, 911, partying, sex & suicide.
Thinking of you, Clusterflock!
A beautiful Hillman Curtis video for a product that doesn’t seem to exist
This is both an ad for Nokia’s Voice Visualizer, which doesn’t seem to exist, and another example of Hillman Curtis’s beautiful video work.
unintentionally creepy web ad
quote out of context
Hi Ernest
I took a look at the ad you wrote: FOR SALE: BABY SHOES. NEVER WORN.
I have a few issues with it.
Who does Google think you are?
So it thinks I’m a Comic-reading Political Humor enthusiast who listens to Classic Rock & Oldies, watches Online Video, likes Space Technology, has a Developer Job, uses Mac OS, and plays Video Games.
Which is completely wrong. I strongly dislike space technology.
via Amanda Wixted
spam name
Reggie Craft.
from the moderated comments
Dallas needs to stop being so lily-livered about the event that defines it. Okay, we’re the City of Hate. Yes! That’s us. We love to Hate. I love how our Roller Derby league calls itself Assassination City. It’s perfect.
You know something, the people this offends are all old and stopping buying anything a long time ago. We need to bring in people with money who are interested in that very colorful phase of our history and cater to it, DAMMIT!
I’ve written articles on this for D Magazine. go to my website and read them
What do you follow?
Apparently the percentage of people who follow brands on social media is on the rise. What brands do you follow, and why? Do you do it for just a short time (say, while you’re shopping for ketchup, you follow Heinz to see if there are any sweet deals going on), or long term?
By the way, if you’re in the mood to see what the Netherlands office of Heinz ketchup is up to, well, here you go.
Why not now?
My Dallas friend Steve tipped me to a photo of a Dubuque ghost sign, a faded advertisement for Uneeda Biscuits that I’m certain I’ve seen (though I may be confusing it with another, a sign promoting Bull Durham tobacco).
And I remembered my favorite ghost sign ever. It was in Chicago. Maybe it still is, but it’s no longer visible, perhaps obscured by recent construction. I saw it every morning as I rode the El to work downtown at the Harold Washington Library. The hand painted sign read:
Why not now?
That is all.
Why not now?
Once I stumbled upon a possible clue to the slogan’s significance, but I can no longer recall what nor where. It may have been connected with a long-gone bar or tavern.
But I’m not sure whether I really want to solve the mystery.
weehuggers
Alicia is researching cloth diapers for Levi and thought this video was something the flock might enjoy.
Rememberies of the Star Herald
’76 – ’79-ish.
1) Mrs. Carroll (Editor of the weekly she inherited it from relatives before her, sold it to the the publisher in Corning, a decade before I started working there)l: Rick, you’re fired!
Me: Again! Why this time?
She: You turned the air conditioner thermostat up to 78. (This in the middle of the gas crisis in the late 70′s when we were trying to conserve.) Read more
Spoiler
The announcement is “Be sure to drink your Ovaltine”.
