To Qualify

I just saw an ad for a study for acne treatment on TV.  These were the requirements to be eligible to participate in the study, which only "may" include compensation.

 

 

 

I don't know which would be more disheartening - Seeing this ad and then actually counting all the whiteheads and blackheads on your face to see if you quality?  Or realizing that you are just one popable zit away from earning money for your acne? 

 

Can you imagine having to bear the brunt of 99 blackheads and then being told that you are just shy of the standards of the study?  Talk about rubbing salt in wounds.  Or acne scars in this case.

 

This seems like some sort of acne discrimination.  I've never been more happy to not be good enough.

Root of the Problem

Have you heard of Gray Away? Check it out here.

When I saw this infomercial on TV I was astounded, and not just a little grossed out.

Maybe it's the contrast between gray and brown that reminds me of a skunk? Or maybe it's because all of the subjects in the commercial are schlepping around in depressing sweat pants before they get the call to go out and immediately grab their can of spray paint to cover their roots? That just made me kinda sad.

However, I am a huge fan of the following sequence: 1) Casual banter on the phone about possible going out tonight. 2) A quick look in the mirror, only to discover massive roots showing. 3) Extreme closeup! 4) Look of absolute horror! That's TV directing at it's best.

Wasn't there a time when we were afraid of aerosol cans and not spraying them directly onto our skin?

If you're having that much trouble maintaining a hair color program, either just go au naturale, or set something up with your stylist that is recurring, like auto-refill. If pharmacies have figured it out, I'm sure ol' Tanya 2-year-degree at the local Leon's Beauty Salon can get with the program.

Until then, I'd suggest keeping flammable sprays away from your scalp.

Tech Glitch

Have you seen the recent commercials for PCs? When some unknowing consumer goes out of their house and these people come in a remodel the whole living room to look like a computer store?

I would be so pissed if someone remodelled my den!

Me thinks that the "non actors" in these commercials are the same ones in the recent Febreeze commercials that are placed in some wretched dungeon and claim that it smells like a field of daises. (i.e., more actual than "non" and more paid than found on the street).

There is no way someone just go "Oh my...gasp! You changed my house! Te he he."

I would be like, "WTF you mu*$@& fuc#@&4! Get out of my house!" And then I'd probably mace them.

Don't mess with a woman's sense of design. Especially if it's for the sake of technology. It will not translate.

Hands touching hands reaching out touching me touching you

Can you imagine hanging out with these handsy bitches in the Country Crock commercials?

For some reason this hand soaked commercial got in my head this morning and sent chills up my spine.

Check out a few of their past commercials below. Waaaay too much hands touching hands.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaW93ClJgBc&feature=related (this one is the best...who slaps a muffin?)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ol-UKBx2RMI (talk about a hand job!)