USB bra. Now that’s what NASA should be working on. Saw this USB stuff in Wired and thought it was cool. It’s been out for a few months but still worth taking another look at from dialog05.Tags: advertising, dialog05, brands, viral
USB bra. Now that’s what NASA should be working on. Saw this USB stuff in Wired and thought it was cool. It’s been out for a few months but still worth taking another look at from dialog05.
As this outdoor points out, big logos make Lichtensteinian women cry. Thanks to Faris for the alert.
New site updates are winding down and more value-adds, well, added. Like The Random Logo Project. (Initial caps are so pretentious aren’t they?) Anyway, with all the excitement over CGM, social sites, social distortion, etc., I’m jumping headfirst into the shallow end of the pool with a new experiment.
11:14 pm. Saturday night. Dew point around 112. Temp around 85°. This is NJ, and I live in a forest. No, really, I do. To ease my mind from the blog updating mission 100 clicks behind and the 100 still ahead, I venture outside. This is NJ? It’s like the Congo. Any minute I expect Sting to walk around the side of the house with some candles and a plate-mouthed little fella asking for a donation.
While the fellas are busy out back working on the blog, this is just a note to say I’m switching over to some new gadgets to hopefully improve things. So, if you currently subscribe, you may want to re-subscribe tomorrow after I add a new email and RSS feed.
...then it’s good enough for me. (Via Drudge). I loved the original and now, thanks to Joel’s little performance, I can’t wait to see Clerks II.
Damn. I had Sister Joan, a ruler and a dream to one day escape. Check out this amazing high school over at Finn McKenty’s Lightheavyweight, designed by architecture firm Morphosis.
Via MSN, US Airways wants to put ads on air sickness bags. “Why not make them multipurpose!” goes the logic. Umm, because of the negative association people will have with whatever brand they see after puking? I can smell the potential advertisers lining up now: Campbell’s soup, Jello pudding and Birdseye vegetables.
Get them to Vegas. The inaugural Hispanic Gaming Summit hopes to come up with new ways to go after the growing Hispanic market. Hmmm. Why not stick with one tried and true method most of us know: shitty rooms with a twin bed and watered-down drinks at the Hard Rock. Remember, the demo you target there, stays there.
Here’s the new head coach of your Red Bulls. Ain’t blog karma a bitch. Now he’s coaching closer to where I live. I can’t believe Alexi thought this was a good move. Just shows MLS can’t build a league without showy PR moves and selling out to corporate America. Hey, at least it’s another great opportunity for Arena to be humiliated internationally Aug. 12 when FC Barcelona comes to town. All I can think of is that he didn’t get spanked enough in Germany.
You know the one in the picture. The one who gives you the finger while she’s almost backing into your car. I don’t care if it’s already a law in a few states, cellphone companies need to do their part and address it now.
...we are probably going to lose power soon,” said the office email a few hours ago.
Yeah, literally. We got Sermons On A Plane bitch! He’s going to do an audio version of the Bible as the voice of God. And I think we better be starting off the reading with Ezekiel 25:17. Bet.
By now you’ve seen the replay over and over of the infamous Zidane head-butt. (There’s a nice thread at adverb with all the various links for the two people who haven’t seen all the versions.) Butt on second thought, this may not be such a bad thing. Joanne, who runs a pet site on the side and who I share office time and space with had a great idea: why not head-butt at the end of any career?First there were Jimmy Dean sausages, now Dwight heads into the kitchen:
• Dwight Yoakum’s Chicken Rings – Like Tom Cruise, this stuff writes itself. (Strange New Products)
• Clowns attack park goers – Consumer Generated Posses. (Drudge)
• Hidden Masters of The World revealed – Um, ok. I can’t go on. (boingboing)
• Crack-flavored Pringles anyone? – (Fark)
(And for a great Jimmy Dean story, check this out from Mack.)
Talk about design by committee. Saw this over at Adfreak yesterday. Sufficiently generic, like most corporate design. (Ok, that was me trying to be nice.) Suffice it to say that while you’re over there, you’d be better off looking at the picture of the naked granny Tim posted. I’ll leave it at that.
Since Universal was kind enough to spam me, thought I’d share the love. What’s more fun than T-Rex tearing half your kid’s shoulder off? Not much apparently. The damn things are so cute and cuddly. Hard to imagine why little Amy might need therapy for life after the family trip to Orlando.
I can’t get that damn expression outta my head I love it so much. All weekend: Hooray Dog! Hooray Rain! Hooray It’s Really Freakin’ Muggy!” Catchy, isn’t it...
When it comes to marketing to teens, by now you realize that urban culture has been rightly or wrongly assimilated/stolen/brandjacked/taken over by mainstream America, (Timberland and Cristal anyone?), but even more so by the ‘wannabe’ teen audience in the ’burbs emulating Fiddy and ending every sentence with ‘G’ or ‘yo.’
I came across an interview at The Ranch a few weeks ago with The Department of Doing CD Mario McMillan. (I like that agency name, like something out of Monty Python.) One of the things he brought up was the notion that you shouldn’t work at an agency that merely tolerates creative, but one that celebrates it. A no-brainer mantra to live by, but it’s something we need to remind ourselves of from time to time.
Now that I have the attention of no such agency and the Bureau of ATF with that perfect search engine title, check out this great spoof found on the Lord of War DVD that Scamp found. Better than the Utah gunshop spot a while back. I saw the movie but missed this somehow. Ak-47s - kid tested, kid approved.
...and one of them is going the way of the dinosaurs when it comes to marketing them.
And they said we’d never make it to 179. Anyway, 230 today with the body of a 400 year old. Enjoy the heat, hot dogs and beer. I will.
Used to be Dunkin’ Donuts, like MTV, did one thing: made a good cup o’ Joe and play music videos, respectively. However, coming back from a trip to the local Dunkin’ Donuts today, I was struck at how hard it was just to find that first thing, coffee, on the menu. • Cool Lightening Pics – (Fark)
• Granny loses rocket launcher – So that’s why the kids always want to go to grandma’s. (Buzzpage)
• Camera Mount for Soda Bottles – That’s not a bad idea actually. (Strange New Products)
• Service for Agoraphobics Makes Trees Laugh – That’s more like it. (Gizmodo)
• Paintings executed in the dust on a Mini’s windscreen – Either really cool or WAY too much free time. (boingboing)
Tags: weird, odd news
I complained about Ford after the Kermit spot ran during this year’s Super Bowl. I thought that after the company had suffered through so many troubles/layoffs, putting out happy ads with a frog was insulting to those who lost their jobs.
Ok, damn. Where did they come from again? Just heard them today. Cross between a White Stripes, Led Zep and Robert Johnson garage rehearsal. Funky, bluuuuesey, soulful. Just when I was bitching about a lack of any real blues influence in contemporary music, (besides the late great Stevie Ray). Check them out. Some cool photos of the band at Flickr too.
A survey out today says only six percent of Americans are watching the World Cup, as compared with 35% who watched the Superbowl, (er, the ‘Big Game’ for any NFL lawyers out there). I’d like to see those numbers after the World Cup is over, but it confirms what us 6’ers know: nobody gives a crap about soccer here – yet. And looking at a breakdown of England from this footie animation at Weebl’s Stuff, it confirms what most Americans think soccer is about anyway.
There’s a lotta badness out there beginning with the letter Z, along with one or two good. Zama ITT seems to be having the most fun though. Once again, check out this place if you need a logo at two in the morning and CVS is closed.
Ok, I love Macs as you know, but see that item to the left? It’s a tile from the shuttle. I suggest next time instead of titanium, iGod Jobs uses them on the bottom of the MacBook Pro for future production runs.
This blog is now one year older, but is it wiser? Probably not, but I am. What started out as a way to vent the day-to-day bullshit morphed into some interesting connections that kept me from turning into Jack with an axe.
Know what your boss is really up to? Yup. Me neither. And I’m here to tell ya’ Mack Simpson over at Adverb has one helluva tale, that sadly, is far from being an isolated case. Read about it here.
“You know what this is? It’s the world’s smallest violin, playing just for the waitresses.” Mr. Pink from Resevoir Dogs, and you know the type. Always has an excuse or philosophy on why they don’t tip, or worse, they skip out after the first round and a plate of nachos. “Oh, I’ll catch ya’ later with that I promise. Meeting. Gotta run.” Can you tell I watched too much World Cup action in the bar this week?
I nominate Rich Kotite, former NY Jets head coach. Why not. He couldn’t do any worse than Bruce Arena. As a fan, you may tend to put it on the players at times to perform, and I do. But players actually have to be out there on a regular basis, not switched every single game. For what? Just to mix up a line-up to see what happens?
Whaaaatttt the hell is that you say? Well, you’re staring at it. That little “at” thingy we use about 3,000 times every day in our emails. The Serbs call it, Majmunce. Which loosely translated means: The Little Monkey. (Eerily similar to the Keanu Reeves film, Little Buddha.) Surprisingly in many countries though, the monkey theme is a popular one.
I thought it would die down by now, but with all the uproar over this ad from W+K, I gotta say, chill out. To anyone protesting this: do you really believe this is a mock crucifixion of Rooney? IT’S A FLAG. IT’S HIS CELEBRATION AFTER SCORING. (Becks does the same thing with Posh, or so I’ve heard.)
Lego announced plans today to move operations to Mexico and lay off 300 workers in CT and 900 in Denmark. Guess we know what the US-Mexico fence will now be made of.
I’ve had my version in development for years. It’s called a freakin’ hand people.
Guess Kirstie was getting too thin. Talk about brand irony. Well, at least now the meetings will have better treats. (Via Drudge.)
Now, I know shoplifting is a serious problem for retail to deal with, but have you tried to open a package for oh, pretty much anything lately? You either need a pack of wild ferrets or Arnold’s knife from Commando just to make a dent. This is ridiculous. How does making a package tamper-resistant on store shelves make things any better when it also turns out to be ‘opening-resistant’ to customers who purchase it? Or maybe it’s designed to frustrate shoplifters so much they’ll return the thing?
Now you’re awake fellas. That’s leaving it on the field with only nine players. Tip of the cap on a job well done despite The Ref From Hell. Keep attacking the middle with Donovan and good things will happen. Ghana? You bitches are next.
Sometimes? No clue what to post. Really. Take tonight.
Hey, just what is it you think creatives do during halftime of the UK/Trinidad and Tobago match in a bar anyway? Come up with stupid questions like these. Besides me, questions three and four actually stumped everyone who I asked later in the day.
From the you gotta be kidding department comes jerky for kids, jerky. Forget oranges at halftime. Bet it’s also made from little cows too.
What? Hybrands. Brand + hybrid = hybrand. Ok, it’s just another odd term I came up with to refer to a brand that splits into two companies at some point in its history, (or even morphs into another). And since it’s World Cup time, I came across an article (thanks, ayash) on how Puma and adidas, two of the largest purveyors of football gear, were at one time a single company run by founder Adolph Dassler. Adolph’s brother left to start his own gig, and the rest is Puma history. Another hybrand that comes to mind is Panera, formed after the CEO of Au Bon Pain sold that company and basically transferred the Au Bon urban model to the suburbs instead.