In my daily Web surfing I ran across the Web site for Doc Bottoms Aspray. A product that promises to eliminate embarrassing body odor.
Here’s a Youtube version of the product’s pitch:
This all-over deodorant is intended to solve real-world problems. I’m sure we all know people with disgusting body odor problems. But, with an name like Aspray (how do you really pronounce that anyway?) how seriously can you take this product? It seems like a lame attempt to gain some attention. Why else would the commercial make sure to tell us that it’s safe to spray on your butt and privates? ATTENTION!
I don’t blame networks like MSNBC for pulling the ad after a single airing. Middle America will either find this inappropriate or extremely entertaining. What do you think?
I’m not a tree hugger. And I’ll admit, because my apartment complex doesn’t have adequate recycling opportunities I don’t really recycle as much as I should. But is something to be said for companies that don’t promote greener practices this day in age.
I’m talking about Starbucks. A friend told me today that those cardboard cups from Starbucks aren’t recyclable. I didn’t believe her. So of course I Googled it. Turns out that although Starbucks hot cups are made from 10% recycled materials, the cups themselves cannot be recycled in most programs due to the plastic coating.
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And this is a problem that’s existed for YEARS. Starbucks even had logos on their cups telling people they should recycle. But many cannot recycle these cups. Talk about confusing. I found this article from 2007 in The Columbus Dispatch that discusses the problem.
I guess the lack of being able to recycle these cups explains why Starbucks started carrying all those reusable mugs all of the sudden. It seems every time I go into a Starbucks there are 5 new mugs on display.
But I guess I shouldn’t ask too much of Starbucks. Afterall, the one near my apartment doesn’t even have a place to recycle your newspapers when you’re done reading. One step at a time I guess.
Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one of my friends who doesn’t have a Snuggie. Those oversized blankets that you wear over your front that contain arm holes seem to have taken over the world in the last year-and-a-half.
But these ugly blankets have spawned a cultural awakening. It’s like that stupid singing Big Mouth Billy Bass (or whatever) all over again. Not only does everyone seem to have one, but they seem to be talking about them too.
The hottest gift from last Christmas has spawned a pop culture phenomenon. Cities all over the country began hosting Snuggie bar crawls this year. Because it seemed so cool to wear this ugly blanket out in public, get severely intoxicated and let your friends photograph the evidence.
And today my friend Sara sent me a link to The Snuggie Sutra. A site devoted to various sexual positions allowed or aided by the Snuggie. Because nothing turns your man on more than your Snuggie ladies.
What is the world coming to? And I can’t help but wonder… what stupid invention will take over the world this Christmas?
A New York woman, unable to find a job since graduating from college in April, has chosen to sue New York’s Monroe College for the $70,000 she spent in tuition. She claims that the school’s degree isn’t helping her find a job and the school’s career counseling services have been unable to give her help in finding a job placement.
My response is, “wow, why didn’t I think of this?”
I graduated college in November of 2005. I didn’t get hired for a job until February 2007. Yes, that’s a long damn time to be unemployed. And trust me, it wasn’t for a lack of trying. Resumes were sent out. Job interviews were conducted. I was a finalist for a job, but ultimately not chosen. And instead of a paid position, I actually settled for an unpaid internship to gain more work experience while I continued to search for employment.
But I totally could have taken the easy way out. And sued. After only 4 months! Does this lady realize that we’re still in a recession. People aren’t hiring. And you graduated during one of the toughest economic times in recent history. Settle for a position that pays the bills, and might not necessarily utilize your degree. And keep looking. Did she network while in college? Did she hold an internship? Did she start looking for a job before she graduated?
It just seems like one of those cases where somebody is just in it to make a buck. I’m sorry she can’t find a job. But it isn’t the place to sue. Why is our society so sue happy?
It seems like every day I find more and more wrong with the world. Things that I never thought could happen, do. Horrible things, really. Gruesome things.
The other day I ran into the story of Otty Sanchez, a 33-year-old mother from Texas who murdered and mutilated her young son’s body. It’s a horrific story. She claims the devil told her to kill her son. And to eat parts of his body like a cannibal.
I didn’t think this like this happened in real life, but were instead relegated to the movies. I guess I was wrong, because Ms. Sanchez has proven me very, very wrong. It’s shameful that family members who knew of her psychological problems tried to hide them. It’s sad that nobody was there for her, to help her and to keep that poor baby for trying.
I see signs of regret in this case. Sanchez tried to kill herself (rather unsuccessfully) after committing these horrific acts. If that’s not a sign of regretting what you’ve done I’m not sure what is. But is it enough? Honestly I think rather than go straight to jail and be locked up for life, this woman needs some major psychiatric help. But she definitely shouldn’t be walking the streets. And she shouldn’t be able to have more kids.
And while we’re on the subject. How exactly do two supposed schizophrenics wind up mating? My fiancé thinks there should be some sort of monitoring in situations like this. Actually, he proposed that people should have to get a license to have children. I’ve pointed out how hard this would be to impose, but at least it’s a suggestion in the right direction. There needs to be some sort of stepping in when it comes to cases of mentally unstable people procreating. It isn’t a good thing for the parent or the child when put in potentially harmful situations.
This story has stuck with me for days. Probably because I can never imagine it happening to me or to any of the kinds of people I associate with. It seems so unreal. But it happened. I’ll be watching to see what happens next in this case. I only hope that we can do something to prevent it or something like it from happening again.
There’s be a whole lot of talk the past few days about first lady Michelle Obama’s new hair cut. Talk that made me jealous as I’d recently cut my hair as well, but with much more disastrous results than the cute bob the first lady sported at the White House music series celebrating country music on Tuesday night.
Phew. Because otherwise I might overload on jealousy of this cute bob. But it’s cool to know that all it takes is some bobby pins to get this cute look. Well, bobby pins and a professional hairdresser, right? But if Michelle does decide to cut her hair and it actually ends up looking like this I’ll be super-jealous. I always see these cute cuts and they NEVER end up looking like that on me!
But more importantly, maybe now we can stop talking about Michelle’s hair and start talking about her husband’s health care plan. Maybe? Please? And I’m not talking in a hour-long press conference that gives no facts.
I like to fancy myself a journalist of sorts. I mean I have had training in the field and having worked at newspapers for the last several years. I’m not a writer, but rather an editor and news designer of sorts.
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Anyway, when I hear stories of people reporting rumors as facts without confirmation I become frustrated. It’s people like these that give the rest of us in this profession a bad name. How hard is it to call someone, make sure they’re not dead?
He’s not. He even went to the OC Sheriff’s office in his home state of California to prove the fact. But he shouldn’t have had to.
This reminds me of working back at my first newspaper in Michigan. We got a phone call from a concerned reader who had heard that a famous comedian originally from the area had dead. And it just HAD to be true because they read it on Wikipedia. Now if this upstanding publication followed the rules that TMZ and the NY Daily News did today, they would have believed Wikipedia and written a story about how said comedian had passed. Instead, our trust Metro editor spent more than 2 hours on the phone calling family members, publicists and the like to confirm that the comedian was in fact still alive. Yep, miraculously, Wikipedia was wrong. Who knew such things could happen?
So I’m just saying, did you check your facts? Did you go to the source? Did you call a publicist or a mortuary or anyone? I’m sick of tabloid media. If it’s true, go ahead and report it. But please stop spreading malicious lies and stupid rumors. We all at least deserve the truth. Especially the family of Leopoldo who thankfully is still alive.
Right now is the time when Obama is busy pushing the health care bill, trying to convince Congress that we NEED universal health care. Right now is the time when Obama will be holding a primetime presser to try to gain America’s support for the health care legislation. Now is a time when our country is in deep financial troubles.
And what are we talking about? Obama’s “mom jeans.” That’s right. The one day the president takes out to “have some fun” and throw out the first pitch at the all star game and it’s the day everyone is talking about. First were the conspiracy theories about FOX not showing the ball reaching the plate (yes, I’m on this ship. I mean WTF FOX?) Now we’ve moved onto discussing the president’s ill-fitting jeans.
Now first off, not all ill-fitting jeans are “mom jeans.” This genre is very specific. Anyone remember the SNL spoof commercial? Well, here it is if you don’t:
Now THOSE are “mom jeans.” Obama’s just aren’t fashionable. But they don’t quite go that far. They’re not like the tight slightly off jeans that Larry King wore on Jimmy Kimmel last Wednesday night (Did anyone see that? He had the suspenders on with a pair of high-end designer jeans that he said Ryan Seacrest sent him. Scary.) They’re not designer jeans at all. They look like something Michelle picked up at K-mart without really knowing what size he wore.
But why are we talking about Obama’s jeans? Because we as a culture like to judge. We expect our president to look a certain way. And ill-fitting jeans apparently doesn’t fit that mold. Poor guy. But I think he would’ve gotten more flack for showing up in a suit. So how can he win. Maybe by getting us all to think about health care instead. Doubtful, right?
Anyone who has spent more than 10 minutes in New York’s Times Square has probably seen the Naked Cowboy. The man makes a living strumming his guitar in his underpants and charging tourists to get their picture taken with him.
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Well not only does the Naked Cowboy consider himself an entrepreneur, which I suppose he is, but now he fancies himself a politician as well. Yup that’s right. A guy known for little more than walking around in his underpants thinks he has what it takes to be NYC’s newest mayor.
My thoughts? This guy’s in it for the publicity. Anything that draws more attention to his “small business” (haha I crack myself up) is good news for his wallet. (Where does he store it?)
Looks like Mayor Bloomberg will have an easy time winning re-election. And he’s the guy who changed the rules so he could run again. Guess politics are messed up everywhere. Remember when everyone from porn stars to Gary Coleman ran for governor in California? And we ended up with Arnold. And still all of this chaos is better than the corruption and fraud in politics in cities like Detroit and D.C. Yeah, I’m glad the politicians keep me in business, but I don’t think I see myself becoming one of them any time soon.
Good luck Naked Cowboy. I’m sure you’ll get the stoner vote. And that of anyone who’s behind your “transparency” platform. Haha.
I’m in the beginning stages of planning a wedding. Let me tell you, just the thought of all of the work ahead of me is mind-boggling. But one thing I don’t want to have to worry about is my fiance deciding to call the whole thing off. I mean, I guess if he decides it’s just not going to work, I’d rather it be before the wedding.
But if you DO decide fiance, that you don’t want to marry me (and I know you read my blog) please don’t do it like Richard Jefferson. PLEASE don’t send me an e-mail!
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Days before he was set to marry his fiancee, a girl he’d been with for 5 years, he sent an e-mail breaking the whole thing off. And he cited stress in the relationship. Sure there was stress. A WEDDING was a few days away. Talk about a stressful time!
But there’s this thing called talking. If you’re going to break up at least do it face-to-face. Or over the phone. Or anything other than an e-mail or text message. Really. Talk about chickening out. There’s simple break-up etiquette that we all must follow. Breaking up is hard to do. And when it happens with someone you thought you were going to spend the rest of your life with, it’s even harder. But there are still rules. And sending an e-mail seems to break them all.
