Ads that work

Ads that work

So, last night I had the television turned on as background noise, when I heard a creepy tune.  The tune got me thinking of  an ad I’d seen in Wired earlier in the day.  When I went to reach for the magazine containing the ad, I caught a glimpse of the tv version of the ad that had inspired my search. 

It was THE ad.  I had never seen or heard it on tv before.  

That kind of coincidence creeps me out, even if it means that the music was perfect for that ad.  A copy below.
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Things That Happen On A Rainy Day

Things That Happen On A Rainy Day

  1. You wake up only to find your mother has cut a bunch of branches from the pomegranate tree down the street in order to decorate your house for fall, and
  2. You go run your errands and find out that your dry cleaner has burned to the ground, taking your 11 shirts, two slacks, and all but one of your suits (so much for that dressier look I was trying out).
Kick It To The Curb

Kick It To The Curb

Driving home last night, I noticed one of those brightly colored wet/dry vacuum cleaners standing at the curb.  “How odd that it’s set out, like junk,” I thought. 

I drove past a few more houses, and there was another.  This time teal colored, not purple.  It too was standing nicely, accessories attached. 

Don’t know what’s going on in your neighborhood today, but it’s starting to look like “Kick Your Aspiradora To The Curb Day” in mine.

I’m Getting A Little Punchy

I’m Getting A Little Punchy

It’s been a long week with lots to do and that’s made me a little punchy.  It hasn’t helped that the week’s required my focused attention on some pretty dry financial material.  That’s probably why I found the following phrases funny.  They may not be, but this week they’re enough to amuse me.

  • Intertemporal equity;
  • Flight to quality;
  • “I don’t appeal to authority,  I appeal to example”; and
  • “The first regression study in the history of the world found . . . .”

Like I said, it’s been a long week (but don’t worry, fun begins soon enough–Pink Martini at the Hollywood Bowl on Friday, “The Exorcist” at the cemetery on Saturday).  My good senses should be back shortly thereafter.

It Didn’t Seem To Matter Then

It Didn’t Seem To Matter Then

My favorite newspaper correction (so far) this week is from the “Weddings & Announcements” pages of today’s NYT.

A report on Oct. 24, 1988, about the marriage of Amy Levine and David Abrams, misstated where the bride received her undergraduate degree. She graduated from Brown University, not Boston University. Amy Abrams only recently called attention to the error.

I guess this just proves there are people who finally get around to reading those stacks of old newspapers they’ve been “meaning to read” for years.  Thanks for the heads up, Amy.