Last night the Jonas Brothers came to town. All of Nashville’s teeny boppers were in heading to the Sommet Center in droves. Like the little lemmings they are.
Can you even name a single Jonas Brother song? I can’t think of a single one.
Last night the Jonas Brothers came to town. All of Nashville’s teeny boppers were in heading to the Sommet Center in droves. Like the little lemmings they are.
Can you even name a single Jonas Brother song? I can’t think of a single one.
My blogger friends are sending around a “Meme” that asks you to post what’s on your desk. At the office I work in a cubicle with a wraparound desk and overhead bins that close and hide the mess. Here’s what’s actually out on the desktop and my little cubbie’s bulletin board:
Kinda boring desktop, isn’t it? I have a policy of not keeping any personal stuff on my desk except maybe one or two photos. After the last job when I got fired and escorted to the door for being ethical and not doctoring the numbers on the sales reports that my boss demanded, I want to be able to leave with just one box of my personal belongings in a box and be gone with just one trip out the door to my car.
So, come on and tell me what’s on your desk and send me the link to your blog so I can read it!
Reading through this month’s Spin Magazine I am struck by how many ads are targeting the younger demographic that must read this magazine regularly with products that are not necessarily good for them or helpful to them other than designer clothing lines.
The inside cover is a special slick trifold page that gives this advertiser 4 actual full pages of exposure for 1800 Tequila.
The next two pages are DKNY Jeans, and the next two pages are for VanHeusen shirts – their Studio line.
The next two pages are Quiksilver shirts, jeans and hoodies.
The next two pages are Ben Sherman coats. I guess it’s coats. Can’t tell for sure.
Then we finally get to a page that I thought might be a table of contents page opposite a full page ad for Boost cell phones. But it’s not a table of contents. Its a page called Spin Flash with photos from four of the summer’s big concerts.
Then FINALLY a table of contents page, opposite an ad for Hennessy cognac.
So to just get to the table of contents page we’ve been exposed to:
So for fun I went through the rest of the magazine and tallied the rest of the ads into basic categories. The rest of the magazine might have halfpage ads or quarter page ads, but I’m counting the occurrences of the types of ads, so some pages maybe be counted twice if they contain two half page ads.
It was a shocker when George Carling died last month. I expected that old codger to be around for years, hobbling around on a gnarled up walking stick and waving his arms around while he grumped and fussed. He has been a comedy fixture my whole life. I listened to some of his comedy routines when I was a kid and watched most of his HBO specials.
He came to town a few years ago and did a standup routine for about an hour. I got great seats because of connections at the radio station. But to be honest, he came off as a bitter, twisted old man who wasn’t funny anymore. I was terribly disappointed in the entire show and wondered if it was me not being in the right frame of mind that night? Or has he lost his funny touch?
I read the other day that he had just done another show with new material and that his children are releasing it on DVD to try to milk a few more dollars out of their old man’s estate. I sure hope the show was funny this time. I really did like the guy and am sorry that he’s gone.
I love the Fourth of July. It’s a great time of year for a holiday and it is all about good things and fun celebrations.
We used to go to parades at the beach every year, swim the rest of the afternoon, picnic on the beach and then watch the fireworks get shot off the pier as soon as it was dark enough. It never did rain on us – the weather was always perfect. And it all was free.
We especially love to watch fireworks. The best shows last for at least 30 minutes and are a combination of displays up high, some loud bangs here and there, and a ground display of spinning and shooting sparks.
Happy Birthday America!