Today’s “Frank and Earnest” may be funny, but perhaps no joke in the near future. I could easily imagine vending machines that might even give you your product for free if you would first endure some sort of presentation for a product first.
Really, it’d have to be interactive to ensure you’re watching it or engaged in the process somehow and not ignoring the commercial. Perhaps you get your snack for free if you take a verbal quiz on some product’s merits:
“Why is the 2012 Ford pickup ther best truck in the world?”
“Because of the super fine suspension, the Google Maps integration and its ultra efficient all-electric engine.”
“Correct, you may now have your snack. Buy American!”
Okay, so I first paid for and pre-ordered Sims 3 back in January, back when it was supposed to be coming out on Febuary 2.
Then they announce that it is not coming out for an additional four months.
Now it is out and I just got an email telling me that it is out of stock and they have no idea when they’ll have enough to send me a copy and that my order is now officially a backorder.
Really? I pre-order it six months ago and they still were not able to provide me with a copy on the day it comes out?
Now, I am open to the idea that perhaps it was already over sold in January… but I would have thought that six months is plenty of time to make up some of that inventory.
It’s just as well, I really do have things to get done as of late, so it’s kind of a mixed blessing. Still, I should be playing me some Sims 3 right now.
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UPDATE: EAGames sent an email apologizing and is sending me a copy over next-day air. Maybe they’re not such bad eggs after all.
Still, I really need to get some things done so it might just sit unopened for a week or two… who am I kidding, it’ll be opened and installed within hours of arrival.
Nice knowing you, productivity. See you in about three months after I burn out on the Sims.
My friend Janet is moving to Portland and she recently had a garage sale where I picked up a totally awesome couch on the cheap, along with a whole lot of other cool stuff.
Best thing of all her husband Peter, who totally rocks, delivered it to my workplace and helped move it into my office:
Yup, this be my office. An office with a fracking couch in it.
It’s a little cramped in the office now, but it still totally works and everytime I open my office door for the first time each morning it almost feels like I just got home.
My only concern is that I think I’ve made my office a little too comfortable. It’s not precisely a work-inducing environment.
Eh, it’s worth it, and if I ever have to pull an all-nighter at work I can actually get a good hour or so of sleep on the couch. Yay!
Yeah…so this commercial has got me going insane. I mean, are they trying to be funny? PREGO COMES IN A JAR TOO!!!! They even show it in a jar right after they make fun of the other stuff coming out of a jar.
What is their market demographic? Four year olds? I think even a four year old would be like, “Uhh… but your stuff comes in a jar too!”
FEH!!!
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Edit: I failed to note that their slogan is “It’s in there”. It’s in where? THE JAR?
That camera man at The Royale seemed to avoid me as much as possible, but I happened to be in on a couple of shots. Here is one where I happened to stumble into frame.
This second photo is one where he had no choice but to take my picture as I was taking part in a fashion contest. I didn’t win, despite putting googly eyes on my hat.
I can definitely tell I’ve lost weight over the past couple of months, though I still have a considerable paunch.
Rest of the Royale Derby photos here: metromix.com
WASHINGTON—After nearly four months of frank, honest, and open dialogue about the failing economy, a weary U.S. populace announced this week that it is once again ready to be lied to about the current state of the financial system.
Tired of hearing the grim truth about their economic future, Americans demanded that the bald-faced lies resume immediately, particularly whenever politicians feel the need to divulge another terrifying problem with Wall Street, the housing market, or any one of a hundred other ticking time bombs everyone was better off not knowing about.
In addition, citizens are requesting that the phrase, “It will only get worse before it gets better,” be permanently replaced with, “Things are going great. Enjoy yourselves.”
Today I drove down the road to The Royale and enjoyed some awesome company at The Royale where they were celebrating their 4th year of operation with a formal Kentucky Derby party.
Everyone was supposed to be in proper gentlemenly and lady-like dress, which most everyone obeyed stay a few people who didn’t even know today was dress like a upper-class snob day. I myself was dressed in nice slacks, a dress shirt, fish tie, and my standard brown fedora.
One of the best things about any time spent in The Royale are the friendly and interesting people you meet.
Lori and her mother here were quite a treat to chat with.
Such an adorable punim! And she loves Missouri as much as I do!
Of course I engaged in my favorite hobby: putting googly eyes on pretty girls. I’m not sure who looks more seductive and sultry, the girl or the hat. (BTW, I am terribly sorry, I forgot your name; I am terrible with names)
I forgot her name as well, but she looks resplendid with here googly eye accessorized bodice.
And this pretty lady was nice enough to let me put googly eyes on the birds on her hat:
Even more, The Monads were performing their punk/bluegrass style music to accompany the awesome party times:
Rock on, good friends. Rock on. Sorry I couldn’t see your show tonight at Off Broadway, but I spent far too much money and fell too far off my diet already.
All in all, an awesome time. I really wish I was better with names, so sorry about forgetting them, nice ladies. In the future I’m going to write down everyone’s names on my hand or keep photo-notes on my phone.
I’ve got more pictures here on my flickr account:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/29465017@N07/sets/72157617620068684/
This is the work of artist Daniel Edwards and it borders on the Giger-esque with its creepy-yet-stately beauty.
I wonder if some future civilization will find this and believe was an homage to a fertility goddess, or if the Venus de Willendorf was meant as social slander and not an icon of worship.
Note: I had originally linked to another blog which originally posted this, but they decided to be uncouth and add some really garish and obtrusive watermarking to the image, so I made my own image and unlinked them. Someone needs to learn some web-etiquette, me thinks. There’s nothing wrong with hotlinking an image if someone links back to you and promotes your blog. I was even about ready to add the blogger’s site to my list of sites but now they had to go and spoil everything.
I can’t remember which friend pointed this one out to me, but did you know that
This was one of my favorite commercials back in the day. Whenever I get something terrible or something is taking forever I quote this commercial.
My friend Caitlan (aka “Cat”) recently lost her house and all her possessions in a fire. A fund has been started to help her get her life back in order called Community for Caitlan.
Here is a news article about the fund:
http://www.myballard.com/2009/04/12/fundraiser-for-woman-burned-out-of-home/
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