It’s just 8:30 am and it’s already one of those days where I feel like I’ve been sucker-punched by advertising messages. The first hit came from a billboard I drive past every day when I go to the office. It has been slowly changing and building up to the final version that is now up and I’m trying to get some artwork on that, so I will keep you posted. I hope they will share with me so I can post it here for all of you—it really was a good use of the billboard message in many ways, so I will let you know once I have heard back. The second hit came when I went past a bar (known for the occasional shooting, thus, no photo) and on their marquee it reads “Reality Stops Here.” Boy, does it ever. I don’t know what else I can say about that.
And the final blow came when I made a quick stop at the gas station for a bottle of fruit juice to start the day, pre-coffee. The delivery truck for a local meat packer was just parking. Sausage really is one of those things I can’t think too much about or I just couldn’t eat even the little bit that I do. However, I’m not sure I’d choose the phrase “Meat type pork” to advertise my product. Maybe that’s just me, pre-coffee. I can accept that.
I'm really not much for blogging. I can't imagine that anyone would want to read about how my son forgot his Spiderman lunchbox this morning and I had to make an extra trip out to go deliver it to him so he didn't go hungry for the day, but from time to time I do find myself wanting to share something with all my website friends. For that I will use this "flog" page, or my faux blog as I had been calling it before I came up with this ridiculous new name. (Flog, incidentally, also means "promote or talk about something repetitively or at excessive length;" that definition seems somehow fitting.)
I can't tell you exactly how frequently I will post new things here, but whenever I come across something that I think might interest you in a creative, inspirational way (or something that makes me say "ooooh" or makes me laugh hysterically) I will post it here. Please feel free to drop me an email if there is something on here you'd like me to research further for everyone's benefit or if you have an idea for a topic.
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And the final blow came when I made a quick stop at the gas station for a bottle of fruit juice to start the day, pre-coffee. The delivery truck for a local meat packer was just parking. Sausage really is one of those things I can’t think too much about or I just couldn’t eat even the little bit that I do. However, I’m not sure I’d choose the phrase “Meat type pork” to advertise my product. Maybe that’s just me, pre-coffee. I can accept that.
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