oct 26 in idea barrages

I hope that one day the future archeologists think that the Masters of the Universe franchise was actually a religion, because I really want them theorizing about Orkodox priests.

An old west makeover show called FROM DESPERADO TO YESPERADO.

He wasn’t sure if he would ever see the woman in the bright red dress again, it would be a one in vermilion shot.

Does… Little Caesars really call their calzones “cal-zone-ees”? Every other human in the word pronounces it “cal-zone”, right? This ad, they call ‘em “cal-zone-ees”? Really? Is it a legal thing because they’re so bad you can’t legally call them “cal-zones”?

Whenever a cooking show host mentioned a “rimmed baking sheet” I want to yell “ooo, lucky baking sheet!” because my sense of humour IS that childish.

We really crossed a cultural rubicon the moment an Ewok showed up on screen, didn’t we? Instead of storming Skywalker Ranch with torches, we just laid back and accepted it and there was no turning back after that. The die was cast. We were locked into this future at that moment.

THE LORD OF THE RINGS except Elvish is just English in Elvis’ weird mangled Mid-Southern accent.

We’ve sublimated our economic model so deeply we’re actively offended if we’re not marketed to. If they’re not pushing ads & products at our niche our identity our category, we get mad, we feel discriminated against. But it’s beautiful to not be marketed at, to not be a product.