Monday, September 18, 2006

Magic Potion for Ad Creativity


Alright, so some "certified witch" (Certified by whom? The FDA?) has reportedly created a potion for Creativity that was commissioned by ihaveanidea in order to "enhance the creative abilities of advertising professionals around the world."


First of all, this was not commissioned by anybody. It's a generic Creativity spell or potion or whatever that they're recommending for advertising people for no reason except that they are advertising people in dire need of creativity. Case and point: my assumption is that Miss Reiss had this spell and the ihaveanidea people had--well--an idea. They'd market it as advertising creativity. Interesting loop, eh? All in all not that clever, guys.


So the whole premise is bunk. Furthermore, on the chat line for all this some ignorant asshole commented that this "is a blantant offense to anyone who is Jewish, Muslin, or christian." First off, how is this offensive? Either you're dumb enough to pay for the crap or you aren't. This is not the devil tempting you--it's not even free! Furthermore, if you find this offensive, how do you think people who are offended by Christianity feel when you tell them you're going to pray for them? That's the equivalent of a witch putting a hex on you because when you pray for me, I have no control over what you're praying. What if I think that is cause for me to spend eternity in torture?


I'd also like to answer to this guy's choice of religions to mention. Like no other religion matters. And you know what? Ten years ago, Muslim wouldn't even be on that list because we weren't paying very much attention to them back then. Argh. *breathe in, breathe out* Okay, I'm calmer now. All I'm saying is that this isn't about religion any more than a rabbit's foot is. Also, I think that people will be turning to this more as a cute little gift item than a wicked spell from the bowels of a witch's black cauldron.


Although, now that I think about it, it's a super cute way to capitalize on Halloween. Yay Halloween!

Friday, September 15, 2006

If you’ve known me for any length of time, you probably know that I hate Disney, and always have. I read something recently that said cynics don’t call themselves that, so I guess I can’t really blame it on cynicism, but I think it is summed up in an episode from my childhood.

The first film I ever saw in a theatre was Bambi. I must have been 3 or 4. At the part where Bambi’s father gets shot, the whole theatre was full of emotionally crying children. Very pertly, (and ever the optimist), I turned to my mother and in my very projective voice observed “Mommy, look! Daddy got a deer!”

I love that story because it proves that I’ve always kinda looked at things differently. Or at the very least, that I did as a child.

This, however, has little to do with my plea, which is what this post is. I want to write an essay about how classic animated Disney movies have never included a main character whose parents are both alive and living with the child, because I don’t think it has. I want to explore why this was done originally and I think a big part of it will focus how on films like Chicken Little and Finding Nemo concentrate on the aspect of single parenthood and how difficult it is.

I’m not saying being a single parent is wrong or immoral or anything. I just wonder why our society has such a problem treating married parents as weird or unusual. They shouldn’t be. That should be the norm. I know shit happens, but maybe if we taught our kids to aspire to a permanent marriage, later on in life they might achieve that. My mom was pissed the first time she called my sister’s public school, asked for her by her first and last name and then they asked my mom what her last name was, as though they had no idea whatsoever.

Anyway, I still hate Disney, and I don’t want to have to watch Disney movies to write this, so any and all investigation (or articles or links) that you might have on the subject would be terribly appreciated.

Thanks!

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

This is an amazing idea (dontclick.it). Although I do have to say that I could see sites where this wouldn't be preferable, since it relies on you resting your mouse to make a selection . . . every time I've ever watched usability testing people will subtly caress the images with the tip of their cursor, which would have landed them in trouble on this site! It is a bit like reinventing the internet, though.


Just remember: don't click!

Why didn't I know about this? Oh goodness, Apple, you just might convince me to partake of your evil portable music culture.


Apple now has not the shuffle, but the little pocket shuffle which is cute and freakin awesome. To my knowledge it holds the same number of songs as the original, but is less expensive and with an improved design that has its obvious advantages. Clearly Apple is realising that if it doesn't keep innovating, it's going to lose the business of every household with money to burn. Additionally, now they are starting to tap the undertapped "not so wealthy" market, which I think was the point of the Shuffle in the first place, but ten bucks is ten bucks.


I would like to give Apple a pat on the back for this. You keep at it and I might actually buy something you sell someday!

Monday, September 11, 2006

So this weekend I attended the single best musical performance I have ever seen. And I have seen David Bowie, Tool, Filter, Rasputina, Moby and Blue Man Group. I'm sure that sentence is loaded enough to piss off somebody I know. I even constructed, not so much a blog, as a short story about the experience, but alas, it is on my other laptop, which I left at home, where there is no internet yet, so that essay will be up tomorrow.


In the meantime, I have something to share with my readers. One is the coolest wristwatch I've ever seen. It's a "what if" type thing. Particularly "what if they made a digital watch before they had the technology to really do so?" Aside from making a "Krusty" brand battery, I have no idea how to construct this behemoth. But it is awesome. Ironically this link was ripped off a Wired News article about blogging, and even mentions the stealing of links. Heh. Good article too.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

I have learned of the most amazing book today. It is called Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs by Chuck Klosterman. It is somewhat like Everything Bad Is Good For You, (Steven Johnson), except where Johnson discredits the idea that popular culture is degrading our society, Klosterman identifies the more hidden, (and likely more accurate), ways that this degradation is happening.


If you click on that link you can read a good portion of the first essay which is entitled "fake love" and attributes youthful disillusionment of true love to the fact that our expectations for love is totally based on fiction. In particular, he picks apart what I have referred to for years as "The John Cusack Complex." He basically blames John Cusack for ruining every relationship he's ever had. I love it. My version of the theory is a bit tangential. He poses that women want a Lloyd Dobbler, (or comparable John Cusack character), and therefor no actual relationship will ever live up to their ideal. My thought was that even if a woman had a Lloyd Dobbler she wouldn't be happy because he's boring, self-depricating and kind of annoying, and in actuality women do not want men who are super sensitive and content. Of course I'm the obvious exception. Because I have a warped perspective of the world.


From what I read of it, this book will totally jive with fiction readers for a number of reasons. For one, it relies so heavily upon references to pop culture and the fiction therein contained that you have to be a bit of a media whore to understand all the references, (which, admittedly, I don't). Secondly the language is brilliant, witty and clean. It would even be a quick read were it not 300 pages long.


To put a bit of the human element into this, I went to Amazon to buy it because I simply *had* to have it immediately, and had decided to throw caution to the wind with my debit card, (which is in a precarious financial situation at the moment). Then I get there to find that I still had enough in gift certificates to cover the book and shipping. Clearly it was meant to be. I'll be sure to give a review after reading more than just a few pages =).


Addendum
Okay, so I just found this in a review for the book by Brian Houle who does reviews for about.com:


"Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs reminds me of a drunken night out with friends discussing the parallels between Three's Company and the bible or recounting childhood rules of kickball or other such topics that occupy the minds of the over-educated, under-challenged class. On the way home that night you feel like you and your friends are the smartest, hippest group on earth, then in the morning you realize it was just drunken, meaningless rambling. Still, you feel that it was fun while it happened."

Why do I not feel offended that I probably fall into the "over-educated, under-challenged class?" Brian, I like those discussions, and the most accessible and pertinent forms of philosophy are based on them. So if I can read a book that replicates the feeling of a cozy long night with the over-educated it sure beats reading what is produced by the ignorant, (no offense, Mr. Houle, I'm just saying).

Friday, September 01, 2006

Since I don’t have much to comment on this week, I thought I’d offer all of you an invite into my personal website habits. Yes, you should feel honoured, almost as though you are viewing the blog of someone you don’t know. Click on the images to be taken to the site.


Etiquette Grrls are cute, witty and helpful. They've published a number of book and ought to be regarded as the Emily Posts of modern times. Whether you're planning a dinner party or need to know how to word a thank you letter, check out the Q&A section for solid, sound advice. (note: Q&A is no longer updated).





Facehunter is so cool . . . basically they go to parties and the like with a camera and take pictures of people who are well-dressed. Some of these are kind of "eh" but it's nice to see fashion being sported by the more regular. Plus all of these pics come from Europe, so you can totally copy the style of a total stranger and nobody will even notice. Werd.


And now for the webcomics


I wouldn't say that most of my web time is spent looking at webcomics since they're quick reading, but they easily make up the majority of links I do visit. Here are my favourites.


Married to the Sea is my favourite comic of all-time, albeit a new addition to my comic repertoire. Basically it's like that (above)--old timey pictures with anachronistic commentaries. I love it. With all my heart and soul.


From the creators of Married to the Sea comes Toothpaste for Dinner. TfD is an acquired taste, but delicious and wonderful once you get used to it. Like beer, from what I understand. Office people will like this best.


Red Meat is the webcomic I've been following for the longest. Basically since I got the internet back in '98. You know, when the most current version of Windows was also the most effective. Fuckin' xp. Oh, and if memory serves, I offended a number of Christians on my floor freshman year of college by posting that very comic on my door and was asked to take it down. I'd like to believe I'm no longer that hateful, but that would be a lie; I'm just not that openly hateful any more.


Irregular Webcomic is a new one for me. I foresee myself looking past the comics I don't quite get being one of those "not quite a geek" (i.e. don't care about Star Wars, Star Trek, Magic the Gathering, D&D, etc.) to find some of the real gems in here. Plus I think it's super creative.


So that's that. I guess even though these websites don't care that I exist, I love and cherish them and wanted to share the love.