I am tired of commercials that advertise thinly-sliced deli meats. Perhaps the eighty-pound women in the room would like a sandwich that is transparent to the point of being read through, but there is not any real people that would. If I wanted a sandwich that tears due to gravitational pull, I’d visit the local White Castle. It is bad enough I have to watch seventeen minutes of commercials in order to get through a show slated for thirty minutes, but the commercials are filled with bullshit…
Piss off, Hillshire Farms. I want ham that is more than .025mm.
Is it indicative that commercials are improving in quality while the programming is declining? Geico and Orbitz produce commercials which are amusing and clever, while the networks are mass-producing bullshit like High School Musical and Hannah Montana. It has come to the point where quality television is aiming to sell a product, while free television is coming to reflect the monetary investment that the viewers provide. I’m not going to buy merchandise from Dexter, so I have to choose between American Idol and Don’t Forget the Lyrics? I pine for the return of real television, rather than settle for the vapid excuse for programming that pollute the airwaves now…
It is somewhat sad when Discovery Channel has better game shows than the networks do.
The same can be said about music. My Chemical Romance actually has a contract with a major record company. This boggles the mind, because I can remember a time when men wearing mascara and publicly displaying how much they hate their fathers was considered to be a bad thing. There was a time when the whiners and retards were misunderstood, and had a niche in the world because they were misunderstood. I miss the days when prepubescent girls screamed and cried because of The Backstreet Boys, not because their parents refuse to let them dye their hair black and dress like a gothtard. These kids were rightfully beaten to shit in high school back in my day, and for good reason. They were anti-social dumbasses that refused to adapt and assimilate into the world they lived in. You can be an individual without dressing like every other gothtard that shops for pre-packaged foreign-made bullshit from Hot Topic, emo posers. Talk about retards..
I blame Good Charlotte for this mess. Goddamned emo bastards making emo music for MTV-tards..
I also question how people that spend a majority of their time on the internet fail to pick up how to type and spell words of their native language. Someone that inhabits their AOL account for upwards of eight hours per day should have some idea on how to type and spell, yet they usually do not. This reeks of deliberate ignorance, and that is something that I find to be downright irritating..
HAI GUISE! i spend liek eighteen hours a day online and liek i ttly cant spell hahahahahahahahaha.
You’d think reading the empty-headed bullshit that is LiveJournal would promote literacy.
To cap off the evening, I’d like to mention Cloverfailed Cloverfield. In what could be considered one of the better examples of viral marketing and promotion in the cinema industry for the past few years, I was truly excited to see this film. That is… until I learned the monster was a giant snapping turtle that dropped six-foot spiders like they were sweat. That means I’d wait for the DVD to come out before investing time into the film. The DVD is out… and I have invested my time into viewing this film. I wasn’t disappointed, nor was I surprised. It wasn’t that good. It wasn’t that bad..
I’d recommend that others watch it. I wouldn’t recommend others pay to watch it…
Toodles, everyone. I’ll scare up some more bullshit by Monday.
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