Did you ever wonder why deer seem to be so captivated by headlights? Doesn’t that just seem stupid that they just freeze up when they look at them? Why can’t they just look away?
Well I’m now starting to wonder if it is at all related to the captivation men have with power. Tim Allen became rich and famous making fun of this phenomenon. Needs more power…. A commercial has been airing during the playoffs and World Series for the Gillette M3 Power. This is a step up from the Mach 3 Turbo. By the way, putting the words Mach and Trubo in the same title is pure marketing genius on the part of Gillette. Want to sell something to men? Use the words Turbo, Mach, Long Lasting, Heavy Duty, etc.
So anyway, I’m watching this commercial and it shows a battery being inserted into the handle. Way Cool! I gotta have one of those. Seriously, I’m thinking it must really give you a close shave if it has a battery. I keep telling myself to watch more closely the next time the ad comes on so I can see how it works. Not that it matters; it’s already sold in my mind. But I keep missing the details. All I catch is the term “Micro-Pulses”. Ooooh, that’s how it works. Micro-pulses. Damn, I should have paid more attention in school so I’d know what a micro-pulse is. So I looked it up on the internet. Continue reading “Micro-Pulses”
Well I should be proud of myself. Made it to Sea World and back with no speeding tickets, no mechanical malfunctions, no pecan log purchases, I even made it past all the fireworks places without being tempted.
A couple of disappointments at Sea World though. Not only did Shamu not come and sit at our table during “Dinner with Shamu”, but I was devastated to learn of a little known secret held tightly in the Orca Whale world. THERE IS NO SHAMU! Can you believe it? They have 9 Killer Whales there and they are ALL called Shamu. It’s the stage name they use when performing to protect their real identities from the public. They don’t want people calling them at home just to say “Hey Taku, remember me? Seat 27 in the soak zone, second show July 5th? Yada, yada, yada.” Apparently the whales find this sham pretty funny. I could see them smiling and winking at each other every time some unknowning schmuck hollared “Hey Shamu!”
Oh well, at least Clyde & Seamore are real.
I never really paid much attention to the little Amazon Recommends links, but today I clicked on the We have recommendations for you link. Here are some movies Amazon has recommended for me: Continue reading “Amazon Implications”
Oh well, baseball is over for the Braves. I’m disappointed but at the same time, I know they shouldn’t have even been in the playoffs to begin with. I thought this was kind of interesting though — Check out Rafel Furcal’s stats for the last game. Normally he’s a good player anyway, but I noticed he seemed to be the most excited in the dugout.
Ironically, he had the ultimate motivation to play well. Win or go to jail! How motivating is that! He got jail time for his second DUI and the judge told him he could report when the Braves season ended.
No wonder he was stealing bases and running around the dugout. “Come on guys, if we don’t do better I’m going to jail!”
Well I am catching enough grief for this at home, I may as well post it here so everyone can have some fun at my expense. When it comes right down to it, that’s why I’m here.
Okay, so I love politics. I’m not sure why, but it just fascinates me. Take the whole election process for example, I love how it works. So much so, that I thought I might volunteer to be an election clerk. I thought it would be a great way for me to learn about the process and see how it really works so I sent in an application which was promptly accepted. I was excited about going to the training class but when I got there I had two surprises. Continue reading “Election Training”
About a year and a half ago, my girlfriend decided to buy a hamster for my 11-year-old daughter. Despite the fact that I only brought my daughter over to her house on occasion, she assured me she would be responsible for it’s care. She just wanted to have something for my daughter to play with when she came over. I agreed so long as she promised I would never have to take ownership of the rodent. I was very adamant about this. Continue reading “Fluffy Estate Sale”