While researching and downloading music last night I came across several sites that hosted advertisements offering impossible to resist home refinance offers. This one in particular caught my attention:
Who exactly are the target demographic for such an ad? Crazy ex-hippies, homeless house flippers, or fringe religious gurus in their declining years coming to grips with their own mortality?
Who needs a cute Gecko or a funny pitchman when you have a face like this?
Wow. This is some of the most amazing and mesmerizing timelapse video that I’ve ever seen. I wish I had the patience to pull off something like it, but alas I have the patience of six-year-old stoned out of his prepubescent mind on Ritalin and Elmer’s Glue.
Yesterday was hot, though not so terribly hot if you happened to be a hyperthermophile floating contentedly several miles below ground in an as-yet undiscovered superheated pocket of primordial ooze. In fact, if you were a hyperthermophile on a day like yesterday you’d more than likely be donning your fluffiest winter parka and turning up the thermostat, bitterly wondering to yourself why it was suddenly so chilly at this time of year.
For the rest of us living organisms, yesterday was thoroughly and blisteringly hot. If it wasn’t for the wonders of indoor air conditioning and ice-chilled alcoholic beverages yesterday could be marked down on the wall calendar with the singular word “UNBEARABLE” boldly printed in block letters and underlined in the most striking shade of red one could find amongst the collection of pens from the small corner drawer of the kitchen, secreted away for just such an occasion.
But the heat does have positive benefits, the least of which is making people in more tempered and comfortable climes stare at images of us during the evening news and tell each other, “See, things could be worse. We could be over there,” as they point at our location on the heat index map projected on the green screen behind the overly chipper and poorly dressed weatherman. Silently they would nod at each other over this bit of wistful insight with a sly smile, then settle back down to their game of Scrabble.
Yes, my friends, yesterday was miserably hot. 102° at 11am in San Diego. LA hit a record of 113°. This was not a day fit for beast nor man.
I’ve noticed that as Tyler gets older the more interested and interactive he becomes with his environment. It seems all he wants to do nowadays is reach out, grab things, and stick them in his mouth. That’s cool when it comes to his toys, blanket and bottle, but not so good when it’s the cat’s tail that he’s about to chomp down on…
Come on…this company can’t be serious. Does this face convey “honesty” and “integrity”? Perhaps this advertising campaign is based on an expensive in-depth psychological study that I’m just not aware of? Of course it could be just another thing I’m not meant to understand…
