Archive for April, 2009

Ask Miz J

DEAR ELLIE MIZ J: Things have been going great with my girlfriend of one month but I’m troubled by her past. Her parents didn’t teach her proper values. She’s used drugs, which I strongly oppose. She hasn’t done drugs since well before we got together, and I trust that she never will again. Yet, I find myself dwelling on this and I’m afraid it’ll affect our relationship.

I want to accept that this was a past decision, and not think less of her for it. We’ve discussed how it would be dealt with in regards to our “potential” future children, and I was satisfied with the discussion. Yet I still need to learn a way to stop thinking about her past.

Concerned

No, no, you aren’t concerned; I am. What I’m about to tell you is going to hurt, but you need to hear it:

You sound needy as shit and about as fun as a bowl of Grape Nuts. 

Consider this: you’ve only been dating a month. Right about now, you’re getting to know each other, and she was courteous enough to tell you up front about her past issues. Which is exactly what they are—PAST issues. If you really trust her, as you say you do, then you wouldn’t be “dwelling on it.” 

Also, I will reiterate here that you’ve only been dating a MONTH, so talking about kids is really, really unnecessary at this point. 

My advice to you is to unclench your butt cheeks a little and see where this thing goes. After all, a little excitement is probably exactly what you need—it seems like you’ve lead an awfully beige lifestyle. I mean, shit, this letter sounds like something my grade school principal would write to parents after some kid starts a wastebasket fire in the boys’ room with a cigarette.

So, in sum: chill the fuck out. You probably haven’t gotten any action in a while because no one else shares your interest in the rectal transport of steel rods, and that’s, like, a total deal breaker for you. 

Peace, 

Miz J

 


Swine Flu Update

These two famewhoring assholes still don’t have it.

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WHO GAVE THEM MASKS?

The Bitch is BACK

As if we didn’t get enough of her inane soundbites (and looney ramblings) during the Election, Sarah Palin has decided to bother us again via Twitter.

Her precious little bio, while it doesn’t have the ability to wink at me, irritates in a completely new way: ”Creating New Energy for Alaskans as governor of the 49th state!”

Fuck you, Palin. All you create is a mess.

Thank You for Being a Friend

Get excited—because you can now own a part of HISTORY.

The estate of Estelle Getty has plans to auction off most of the props left over from Getty’s days as Sophia Petrillo on The Golden Girls

Don’t even try it, bitches: I’m going for her signature straw handbag. Seriously.

You Can Never Be Too Rich…

…or too thin, I’ve heard.

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But on this week’s cover of Us Weekly, I can count Lindsay Lohan’s ribs. And I say to that headline: to HELL with that secret drug. What is it, cancer in pill form? Because whatever it is, it’s eating away at her body in a similar fashion.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Fuck LA.

Pontificating on the loss of Pontiac

Folks, I’m no fan of GM. I’ve had one too many shitty Chevys to support their bid for a bailout. The cars suck; they’re overpriced and under-serviced. You ever been to a Chevy dealer after you’ve bought the thing? Yeah, they pretty much forget who you are. 

And that’s why they have to die. 

From MultiCultClassics:

To get more bailout money, General Motors agreed to dump its Pontiac brand and 21,000 workers. Um, keeping the automaker in business while losing 21,000 American jobs seems contradictory. So much for the rally caps.

It IS contradictory—and a huge waste of taxpayer money.

The fact is, GM is never going to learn from its (many, embarrassing) mistakes. What can—and SHOULD—be done is this:

1. Shut down GM. Totally.

2. Spend the bailout money that *would* have been spent resurrecting GM to re-train employees in a field that’s booming right now: healthcare. All facets of the healthcare industry are booming: billing, insurance, medicine manufacturing/sales, equipment creation/repair/delivery, RNs, medical assistants…the list goes on. Pay for these folks to go to school and concentrate on one of these areas—the original Boomers are getting older, and a second baby boom just happened in ‘07, so…

3. Repurpose the GM factories so they’re ready to house all those green jobs Obama wants to create. 

Why are we keeping this company in business?

Quick Clip

Thoughts I’ve had. Things I’ve seen. Your input is requested.

* I had some bacon for breakfast. Does this mean I have swine flu?

* Still missing the fabulous Bea Arthur? Jezebel has an excellent video retrospective of her work—and her contribution to feminism. 

* Genetically engineered glow in the dark dogs. NOW it’s the end of the world.

Back To School

Today, I visited my alma mater to speak to a few classes about how to break into the advertising industry. Notoriously hard to do, breaking in and getting that first job is almost an art form of sorts, and our instructors always want fresh perspectives for their students.

I saw a few students with serious potential, but mostly I saw some obnoxious kids who should not be allowed to own laptops. One girl was rude enough to surf her Facebook and share random shit with the class AS I SPOKE. I patiently reminded the class that I had taken a vacation day to be here (HINT, HINT, BITCH) but she was busy trying to get more attention focused on herself. Note to self: don’t hire her…way to screw yourself out of a job there, genius. Yo, do me a favor and Google search “idiot,” then tell me if your picture came up.

I was mostly surprised by how few students actually asked for contact information or extra help from me. A lot of the kids seemed to give off the distinct vibe that they deserved a job or kudos simply because they showed up to class. Uh, sorry, folks, but you’re messing with the WRONG BITCH.

“This is not a kind business,” I told them. “So if you have a thin skin, THICKEN it now or find something else to do with your life. No one is going to give you a kind word just for being good at your job. That’s WHY YOU’RE THERE in the first place.”

The bratty rich kids with the laptops got quiet. The other students began asking me tough, excellent questions. That’s when I found the classroom superstars (and gave each of them my card afterwards). I hope they stick with this business…and that the bratty ones take their laptops somewhere else entirely.

NO!

I just found out the sad news that Bea Arthur passed away this morning.

In case you are not familiar, Arthur flawlessly played the part of Dorothy on The Golden Girls (among many other wonderful characters throughout her career). I know what you’re thinking, and you’re right, my Nonnie did watch and enjoy this show. But so did I. Everything from mantrap Blanche’s saucy double entendres to Rose’s ridiculous stories to Sophia’s blazing insults to Dorothy’s “of course” outlook on life. And don’t forget the cheesecake.

I’m really very sad about this – Hollywood has suffered the profound loss of rare, REAL talent today.

Bad Ad Friday: JINGLES!

The song on everyone’s lips these days isn’t racing up the charts.

It’s not a sensation on YouTube. 

It’s a fucking jingle for a sub sandwich. 

You know which one: Five. Five Dollar. Five Dollar Foot Looooooongs.

Love them or hate them, jingles are an incredibly effective advertising tool, keeping your client’s brand on the minds of the public nearly 24/7. If you’re lucky, the jingle becomes part of the pop culture lexicon (and you begin to add those 0s to the end of your salary). 

This Bad Ad Friday, we’ll take a look at some of the most successful jingles in history.

McDonald’s: You Deserve a Break Today

No line has ever meant so much to so many. The notion of “treating yourself” made McDonald’s even MORE popular than before. 

US Army: Be All You Can Be

As a kid, I found myself singing this jingle—and it had been around for years after. The line “Be all you can be” was only recently replaced with “An Army of one,” but this jingle remains lasered into the minds of many.

Campbell’s Soup: M’m, M’m, Good!

The jingle would change, but the idea was always the same: Campbell’s was M’m, M’m Good. Especially the Chicken and Stars…I’m just sayin’.

Oscar Meyer: I Wish I Were an Oscar Meyer Weiner

Oh. My. God. Even my mother sings this one. It is EPIC. 

Whew. What you just saw was the result of a lot of hunting on the internets, so I hope you appreciate this post by getting these jingles stuck in someone else’s head today!

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