Lockport Union-Sun & Journal — “3-2-1 You’re on the air. Go!”
Here’s what I’m thinking in regard to last month’s NBA Finals: Kudos to the ABC television network for bringing in the MetLife blimp. (Maybe it was the Goodyear, Geico or Chris Christie blimp? It doesn’t matter.) Talk about enhancing the game! How boring would it have been without those middle-of-the-night overhead shots of the parking lot at the Miami Heat game?
It was like watching a security camera. That’s entertainment!
Next: I don’t know about you, but I wish Time-Warner would run more commercials with ex-Pittsburgh Steeler coach Bill Cowher. I can’t get enough of that guy. Although he doesn’t have the charming behavior and charismatic warmth of that HUGE car salesman, he’s a close second. I’d love for both of them to be in my golf foursome.
Mmm, maybe not.
Speaking of commercials: There’s one on TV that refers to “Framily” and I honestly haven’t figured out whose ad it is. That’s because I’m still trying to figure out what’s up with the mouse in the round glass ball. I love it when commercials try to get artsy like a surreal movie and you can’t figure out what’s going on.
Anyone can make clear-cut, informative ads. Who cares if the viewing audience doesn’t have a clue as to what’s going on. They didn’t pay to have the commercial made in the first place.
Being thick as a brick makes me appreciate the confusion even more.
Next: Thank goodness that New York – or was it the federal government? — mandated to do away with those older gas cans that made life simple. In the past, all you needed was gravity to get the gas into the intended receptacle. Easy to do.