Bake Sale = Actually a Good Idea?

Ah yes, the witty, hipper-than-thou Mac vs. PC commercials that typecast PC users as foolish, stuffy businessmen and Mac users as cool, young, swingin' renegades that wear preppy sweaters and want to chill with you at Starbucks to chatternize about their independent film company or their novel or their jeans from the Gap.

But these are starting to get personal; Mac is drawing viewer's attention to the flaws in Vista to boost their own sales. I generally disapprove of advertising that antagonizes another company, but look, Mac guy is so nice, he takes a cupcake! And his sweater is so dapper, how can we hate him?

My real problem with this commercial, though, is the blatant hypocrisy. Let's keep in mind that these ads were a predecessor to the "I'm a PC" ads (that were a response to these ads). Mac is just as guilty as "putting too much money into advertising" as PC is. How much do you think they paid John Hodgman and Justin Long to do these? Also, PC's response commercials use relatively real people. Though I don't have the figures necessary to compair actual values spent on advertising, but it's a little shoddy to accuse someone of spending to much on advertising in an advertisement.

I'd also like to take this time to point out that PC's character is much more lovable than Mac's. Hodgmen has more of a reputation as an actor, he's funnier, and it seems to me as if his performance almost says, "This is ridiculous, go buy a PC." But that's just me.

Besides, who doesn't love a bake sale?

What a time saver!

Saturday Night Live has done my job for me!









I will admit, the original commercial was pretty funny, but Michael Phelps in a wig just makes me giggle.

Back from Hiatus!

Secret Hiatus (c)!!! Just kidding. But today-borday is labor day, and I figured I'd better start the hate again now that summer's over. But don't get me wrong, there were a lot of bad ones this summer, like Michael Phelps learning Chinese and GM on their knees, pleading America to buy their cars. However, I look forward to a new season of commercial bashing, as I hope you do! So let's kick off September with a little bit of sex appeal! Woooo! Owww!








"Cindy, for the last time, the radiator isn't on, get away from it! And put some pants on for heaven's sake. And you, Linda, we cook our food in those pots."

IDK, my BFF bitch mom?

First we had "idk my bff jill." Then there was "idk my bff rose." Both were amusing, but this one totally kills it. It's like the horrible three-quel that comes after the lame sequel, which came after an already mediocre movie.

That aside, no amount of texting-induced rage justifies this mom's monsterous behavior. The elderly have a right to text message, too. There's honestly no need to snatch the cell phone that belongs to your mother (or mother-in-law) right out of her hands. That is just rude. You're setting a bad example for your children. Oh, how funny, you express regret, or a fear, that you've raised them wrong. Ha! How ironic.

Breath of Fresh Air Friday

Hey. I know it's been forever, but I had a root canal, so slack should be cut.

I've decided that every Friday we should stop and appreciate the good commercials out there. Just so we don't drown in negativity, because I assure you there's plenty more of that to come. So without further ado, I present you with:

Emma is everyone's favorite Spice Girl, let's just face that. Kudos to Prego's advertising agency for the clever connection between spice and spice girl. This is cute and British and to the point (fifteen seconds, I love it!).

Put your hands where I can see them!

Burger King is slowly but surely turning into Fat 'n Creepy King. Giant weird mascot, steady menu of nauseatingly fattening "meals," the signs are all there. The announcer's monotonous tone just enhances the weird factor, too.

The Buger Kind mascot was creepy when he was a dude in a suit. Now he's a robot? Oh, God. He's going to take over the world.

Also: "He's so good with his hands?" Creepy! I don't even know how to interpret that. Do I want to? Where did that purple haired future woman come from, anyway? Bottom line, I think we should keep the future's breakfast menu in the future.

You're there? Glad I'm not!

"I'm where bad acting meets where the hell did this giant red dot come from?"