where does all the time go? i've been a little all over the place lately, not getting things done when i should and just floating around generally. i'm thinking its the start of the cold weather, putting a ice in my gears and slowing them up a bit, that might have something to do with it.
tomorrow afternoon we're going to a friend's wedding, and that should be nice. i love a wedding. should also be an opportunity to catch up with some people i haven't seen in a while. then sunday is the emerging writers festival, for which i have yet to order my thoughts. must get to that now*. will chat more when there is more to say... have a good weeknd y'all!
*oh, just before i go, allow me a little rant about tv ads that are shitting me at the moment.
1 - the 'gotta gotta gotta have soul' ads featuring oldies rockin' out. no one needs to see that, do they? they have all the charm of a drunk uncle/aunty 'going off' after a couple of shandies at your twenty-first. seriously, if your ads make me cringe, it's highly unlikely i'm going to be queuing up for your product. and i don't care if that guy in the suit really is a pastor, it helps if the people that star in your ads look at least a little interested to be there. seriously.
2 - the ad for that yellow credit card from some bank or the other. you know, the one where the guy doesn't want to go tool shopping or stereo shopping, but the minute the card arrives in the mail, rushes his wife off to a shoe sale. are we supposed to believe that all this is solely because the card is yellow? come on! the only credit card i can think of that a man would want to spend money on would have to be like those kitschy tip-me pens with the picture of a lady on it, where the more you spend, the more her clothes fall off. either that, or the man has a stiletto fetish.
3 - it's not a tv ad, but a billboard on king's way advertising feathers boutique. its a badly drawn cartoon of two women, supposedly mother and daughter, and the daughter is saying to the mother 'no, of course i don't mind mum, these clothes are more my style than yours anyway'. WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN. it makes no sesne whatsoever. i can't think what the scenario was, what the conversation between them might have been, what context that comment was made in. maybe that's why the badly-drawn mum has a look of utter confusion on her badly-drawn face.
who are the people that make these ads, and how much are they getting paid for it? i could do better with a sharpie and some butchers paper. i mean, honestly.
tomorrow afternoon we're going to a friend's wedding, and that should be nice. i love a wedding. should also be an opportunity to catch up with some people i haven't seen in a while. then sunday is the emerging writers festival, for which i have yet to order my thoughts. must get to that now*. will chat more when there is more to say... have a good weeknd y'all!
*oh, just before i go, allow me a little rant about tv ads that are shitting me at the moment.
1 - the 'gotta gotta gotta have soul' ads featuring oldies rockin' out. no one needs to see that, do they? they have all the charm of a drunk uncle/aunty 'going off' after a couple of shandies at your twenty-first. seriously, if your ads make me cringe, it's highly unlikely i'm going to be queuing up for your product. and i don't care if that guy in the suit really is a pastor, it helps if the people that star in your ads look at least a little interested to be there. seriously.
2 - the ad for that yellow credit card from some bank or the other. you know, the one where the guy doesn't want to go tool shopping or stereo shopping, but the minute the card arrives in the mail, rushes his wife off to a shoe sale. are we supposed to believe that all this is solely because the card is yellow? come on! the only credit card i can think of that a man would want to spend money on would have to be like those kitschy tip-me pens with the picture of a lady on it, where the more you spend, the more her clothes fall off. either that, or the man has a stiletto fetish.
3 - it's not a tv ad, but a billboard on king's way advertising feathers boutique. its a badly drawn cartoon of two women, supposedly mother and daughter, and the daughter is saying to the mother 'no, of course i don't mind mum, these clothes are more my style than yours anyway'. WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN. it makes no sesne whatsoever. i can't think what the scenario was, what the conversation between them might have been, what context that comment was made in. maybe that's why the badly-drawn mum has a look of utter confusion on her badly-drawn face.
who are the people that make these ads, and how much are they getting paid for it? i could do better with a sharpie and some butchers paper. i mean, honestly.
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