Circulator Ad

I think the most overlooked sector of media is advertising. It was certainly meaningless to me until I was fortunate enough to take a course with Dr. Jack Bratich. I realized there should be more to observing these ads than reading them only when avoiding eye contact on the train.

The following was brought to my attention by a friend who thought he was the odd one out for thinking what you're about to think:

While 3 years ago I would have probably felt the same way, I think it's safe to say now that "they" (advertisers) are completely aware of whatever interpretation you have of their ad. FYI, the Circulator is a particular bus in DC.

Who wants to look at two silhouettes sip champagne? No one.
Who wants to look at a sexual reference? Everyone.

1st grade writing assignment

"I found a bird's net. It was itrsting. It was a robin's nest. whar wor 3 egg's. But the next day there was a bad storm and one of the eggs fell out of the nest. My bruther Carl found it then got a stick and cracked it. It looked growss. I was sad. the end."

Baby’s got back and busy life

Things are pleasantly settling down now and I have full faith that I’ll be serving up some tasty posts far more regularly. In my defense, I give over 50 hours a week to my job, have been living in 3 cities, had a trip to the ER, have taken a few road trips atop of visiting Sicily, Ecuador and Nepal, have been volunteering with teens, and had my heart almost explode, literally!

I know this is an easy comeback topic, and talking about it is going to get old— ‘cause it’s going down in the history books! But I think it’s pretty great that now, four days afterwards, the majority of folks I know are still recovering from all that happened Tuesday night. For further evidence of this, see time of post.

How about these coming together efforts? I like to think I try to avoid sap, so lets say it’s refreshing to see people being open to the fact that other opinions exist (not my style, but gets the point across.)