A closer examination reveals that it says:
Bill O'Reilly? The one described by Inside Politics Daily as "Fox News commentator and human lightning rod Bill O'Reilly is considered one of the most polarizing and partisan talk-festers on TV"? THAT Bill O'Reilly?
My theory involves a spaceship, remote-controlled brain chip implants, and lots of vodka, but if you have a better one, let me know!
]]>This website appears to have some nice dresses. However, their product offerings are shamefully undercut by the shoddy website design work behind them.
]]>What are "linked contacts and layered calendar"?
8 GB of internal memory? Isn't the iPhone up to 32 GB now? So why is this impressive?
And what in the wide, wide world of sports does this mean: "Flow between open apps and websites?"
Keep in mind I am fairly geeky and love techno-toys. And yet I haven't a clue what this copy is trying to say. Oh, I can guess, and I can Google (and turns out layered calendars are a pretty cool feature) but ads like this might explain partly why Palm is still struggling, even with a handset this cool.
Sometimes just going with the "flow" isn't the right thing to do.
]]>Don't get me wrong. I love gold. It's pretty and shiny and valuable. But if my coffee is gold, I have to assume something has gone horribly wrong.
So I think I'll skip the Golden Coffee, thank you very much. See you at Starbucks!
]]>I know Sophie Kinsella is popular and all, but I didn't realize she'd been elevated to the pantheon of great writers. Or maybe I just took the wrong classes in college.
Target, I think perhaps we need to talk.
]]>Because while "fitness" and "yoga" are pretty down-to-earth terms that make sense to normal humans, "lifestyle" doesn't really mean anything (we all have lifestyles; some are healthier than others; even total couch potatoes with a three-pack-a-day habit have lifestyles, just not for as long!).
But the worst offender? "Concept." Why does that need to be on here? What does it communicate, other than "We hired a consultant?"
I don't mean to single out this store; I'm sure it has very nice things. But the word "concept", when it has to do with selling things, should be relegated to the behind-the-scenes meetings, not thrust in customers faces.
So OK, I bit. Show me my upgrade options!
Hmmm... something's missing but I can't put my finger on it!
So basically, AT&T's "upgrade" options for the iPhone... do not include an iPhone among them at all. I've heard that there's not a lot of love lost between AT&T and Apple right now, but are things REALLY this bad? And would it have killed them to say "Sorry, you can't upgrade to the new iPhone yet?" Can you hear me now, AT&T?
]]>What does the lady in the office chair have to do with it, though? Perhaps she's saying "Help! Get me off of these buttocks!"
(Hey, how many opportunities does one get to use the word "buttocks" gratuitously in an otherwise G-rated blog post?)
]]>It seems that every gadget-maker these days is producing devices with black, shiny cases and gently rounded corners. Such is the case here. Obviously, Trojan knew a good trend when it spotted one.
Still, something about seeing the cellphone side-by-side with a slim pack of condoms doesn't sit right. Could it be the phrase "snap-happy" in the headline? Ouch!
]]>And yet, when it came time to select local wares, Something Went Wrong.
I refer, of course, to the Ghirardelli Chocolate packages prominently displayed here. They are indeed local... to San Francisco, hundreds of miles south.
There have got to be other local products from Seattle, right? Coffee? Smoked salmon? Rain? (Kidding!)
]]>Look closer...
Yep... somebody had stashed a tube of Airborne and a used kleenex on one of the shelves. Ewwwww.
I'm still trying to figure out if it was an innocent mistake or a bit of sly commentary...
]]>Of course, I'm assuming this was a mistake. But it's entirely possible that the diet plan doesn't merely involve expensive exercise equipment or laxatives or mysterious supplements or hamburgers with bacon and fried eggs or grapefruit. Maybe they kill you.
]]>Personally, I like to forget my pain as soon as possible, not relive the agony over and over. So thanks but no thanks, Amtrak!