Adrants: "Oh for fuck's sake! Are you kidding me?"
Adfreak on the ad's "ludicrous premise": "Nothing could be further from the truth, but don't let that get in the way of your obligatory sweeping 60-second feel-good branding spot."

[Craigslist via Above The Law]

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Why can't Bush or any of his would-be successors just act like a president instead of trying to be funny? Because they have to prove they are not "elitist," Alessanda Stanley wrote in the Times:

Elitism is to the 2008 campaign as communism was to 1950s politics: a career-breaker. And pop TV is the antidote, a free platform to rub shoulders with viewers who only glancingly pay attention to the news. Making nice on a cooking program or game show is the macropopulist equivalent of knocking down pins in a bowling alley in Altoona, Pa., or belting down Crown Royal whiskey in a bar in Crown Point, Ind., only better: the setting, be it Rachael Ray’s kitchen or Howie Mandel’s array of suitcases on “Deal or No Deal,” is as familiar as home to millions of viewers. None of the presidential candidates want to be seen as snooty or overeducated, which must be why on Monday, all three provided taped greetings to wrestling fans watching “WWE Raw” on the USA network.

This is, of course, the mediocrity-celebrating, "I-just-want-a-president-I-could-have-a-beer-with" attitude that got Bush elected eight years ago and that voters were supposed to be totally over.

The show, "Radio Perez," marks the debut offering from "C" Student Entertainment Corp., a radio and mobile-focused programming provider created by Steve Lehman, former chairman and chief executive of Premiere Radio Networks, and Andy Schuon, former head of programming at MTV, MTV2, VH1 and Infinity Broadcasting, now CBS Radio.

"We're going to prove that [the blogosphere] is a place where you can find talent," said Mr. Schuon.

[WSJ]

But! Then I noticed that, above a billboard for some A&E show called Paranormal State were some speakers that looked like hypersonic sound beams, a device which uses your skull as a speaker—that is, it transmits soundwaves that resonate against whatever surface they hit.

So when they hit your head, it sounds like the call is coming from the inside the brain-house.

The billboard says 73% of Americans believe and I'm assuming that that means 73% of Americans believe in ghosts. So if that's true, why try to convert the skeptical/not crazy 27% by beaming voices into their heads? That's just greedy. Also it leads to a lingering sense of serious mental violation. How soon will it be until in addition to the Do Not Call list, we'll have a Do Not Beam Commercial Messages Into My Head list?

First the good news. There are two rooms available in the four-room apartment: one small, one large. The smaller one goes for $550 and the larger for $800. Not bad at all! They've both got hardwood floors or, as the ladies say, "both rooms are hardwooders." And—oh, well, that might be it for the good news.

Who are Emily and Michelle? Kookily, the describe each other! Tres adorable!:

Michelle as seen by emily:
"shes the kind of roomate who doesnt care when she finds out you go in to her room to read when shes not home. She sleeps a lot, and she looks good. Sometimes she brings home chips, those are good days. Sometimes she eats all my ice cream and hides the container under the couch, bad days"

Emily as seen by Michelle:
"Lover of giant penis's. smeller of clothes. This girl has got it going on."

* do not bring a hutch
* do not leave us in six months for a job in chicago... ahem.. previous owner of grand daddy
* do not get married and expect us to adjust
* do not pretend to be cool when we look through all the papers in your room and know youre on probation and use a weird contraceptive gel.
* do not use the condoms on the dining room table
* do not expect your food/juice to stay around
* enjoy cheese

A knowledge of how to fix everything (ie. michelles bed is broken, this laptop is missing keyboard, internet is being stolen from upstairs, we need new songs on our ipods, main bathroom sink wont drain, michelle tried to throw out her penguin bathrobe, emilys curtain keeps falling down, kitchen table is screwy, spot on floor from nail polish remover, bugs in cupboard again..(michelle just learned this as emily typed it and is sad), ice trays taste like pasta sauce, 5 air conditioners need taken out, douglas doesnt come over anymore, the lights keep flickering, the garbage outside is too far from the door so you have to bring your key, and its annoying because is 3 steps from being close enough to not have to bring your key and sometimes the screen door stays open for you so you dont have to use the key, but then it closes when you grab it to open the door and its really sad, theres a big no smoking sign in chinese in the living room, michelles hair straighter is broken, emilys candle is almost out, the hall closet is nuts!, emilys planks under her bed fall out, we're almost out of swiffer wetjet refills, all sheets need washed, etc.)
*must be able to stay up late, get wasted and cry about childhood
* must have endless supply of commercials to show us

$550 / 1br - our roomates are dropping like flies

Maybe it seems like we're taking this too seriously. On the one hand, oh ha ha this is some harmless pagefiller in a teen magazine. On the other hand, what a total pig.

Like, here's the most egregious lie in the article: reason number five Why Guys Lie. "Because We Like You! When a guy's getting to know you, he may think that he needs to lie a little to get you to like him ... Now that we know you like us, we feel safe being 100% real."

Hey, thanks, no. Next up: Why Guys Date Rape: Because We Like You!

Her Journey, All True [NYT]

The Still Single Book Tour [MySpace]

I was on the phone with a friend this morning while my Ragdoll Chloe was sitting on my lap. After I spent a minute talking, Chloe looked up at me and mouthed this barely audible "myeh" that came out like a whisper. It took me out of the conversation I was having because it was so disarmingly cute. I wondered what could possibly have been going through her mind as she softly vocalized. Did she think I was talking to her, and she was responding? Was she thinking, "Pay attention to me already and stop talking to that device?" Was she commenting on the coarseness of my morning voice? Was she simply expressing her love?